Seriously, though, I really believe that more often than we realize, chance encounters aren’t just chance. Sometimes, things fit together so perfectly and fall into place so miraculously, there is no other explanation than that God had a hand in it, guiding events and orchestrating something wonderful.
Recently, just as a difficult circumstance in our family arose, my mother-in-law had the opportunity to go for a visit with all seven of her siblings. The last time they were all able to gather, coming from all sides of the country, was at their father’s funeral seven years ago. This time, within a matter of days, on a whim, a suggestion from one that spread, they all managed to get tickets a few of which were free due to rewards, and a few of which were only possible because of random things falling into place, like getting time off work at the last minute. My mother-in-law (and probably all of her siblings) really needed the time to fellowship and regroup, and there is no way to explain the way all the circumstances and elements fell into place outside divine intervention.
Along with events, though, I believe God brings people into our lives. Sometimes we may be just another prop or background extra in each other’s lives, and sometimes we may not know until years later why we crossed paths with another. But once in awhile, we have a divine appointment, someone God brings into our lives for a specific purpose, to use us in someone’s life, or to use someone in ours.
I had one of those this week.
It started with a post in my MOPS group on Facebook. Someone asked if anyone was available to give one mom a ride. She lives not too far out of the way from my house, and I had plenty of room because most of my kids are in school, so I volunteered.
Right away there were obstacles. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but in retrospect I can see how forces were at work to circumvent our meeting. First, I couldn’t get a hold of her. The number I called had a message saying “My phone doesn’t work, call me at this number.” I called the other number and left a message. I also left a message with the friend who had originally asked if someone could give her a ride, asking her to pass my number on, just in case.
When she called me, she hadn’t gotten my message, and had no idea what I was talking about with the second number. It was very odd.
Then, she called me the morning of, saying her son had stayed up too late the night before and she wasn’t going to make it. I said, okay, call me if you change your mind.
She called back about fifteen minutes before I was planning to leave and said she wanted to come after all, but had gotten nervous.
I picked her up, and we chatted about little things, small talk about kids and where we’d moved from, and so on. Then, one random comment I made opened the door and she began t0 tell me about a ministry she was just starting, her passion and her vision for it.
The one problem? She had no idea where to start.
She had created a Facebook profile and had begun posting and reaching out, but she didn’t really know how to use it. Also, the more I heard about what she wanted to do, the more I realized that what she really needed was a blog more than just a Facebook page.
Now, I’m not the most technologically inclined, but I have blogged and I’ve researched a little about using social networking to market, and I have just enough knowledge of the technical side of things to be able to help her set up a blog and use her Facebook page to do the things she wants to do.
We have made an appointment to get together next week to work on setting things up. It’s small and won’t take a lot out of my schedule, but I have no doubt that God put us together, in that car, and directed our conversation so He could use me to be a small part of this amazing ministry.