Early this morning I was just sitting in a breadco, hanging out with my friend Tony … we were talking about this and that, trying to figure out what book to read next as a small group (a couple of choices being The Confessions of St. Augustine, The Everlasting Man by G. K. Chesteron, Anima Christi by Mother Mary Francis, and Against the Grain: Christianity and Democracy, War and Peace by George Weigel).
All great books, all very different, all decidedly germane to living out our faith without compromise in a world that is so often antithetical to it’s very Creator, to his continual call to each of us.
Then I became aware of a couple of people standing behind me, patiently waiting but definitely there for a reason, so I looked up … only to slowly figure out that these were two of Carol’s and my closest, long-time friends.
Cool enough, but here’s the really amazing part.
It has been more than a few years, we’d lost track of each other, and they live over a thousand miles away! Bill & Beth “just happened” to stop by the same place at the same time as I, just there for a few moments on the way to the airport after a real brief visit to our city.
The secular among us might rather have ascribed it to chance, as in the proverbial improbability drive (great classic sci-fi, btw), but we know better …
What a God moment … thanks!
