We typically avoid religious oriented synchronicities, ones that invoke God as the force triggering synchronicity. While generally speaking, you could say God is responsible for all synchronicity–and everything else–relating religion to synchronicity tends to confuse matters.
That said, we came across an interesting article containing an unusual story involving a 13-year-old girl, who apparently was working for God, at least, part-time on weekends. Here’s the story, as told by John Kehoe.
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“A dramatic example of this [synchronicity] is shared by a close friend of mine who, as a thirteen-year-old girl, was, as she termed it, “on fire for God.” She would travel on the bus every Saturday ‘looking to do God’s work.’
“Sometimes she would have meaningful encounters and sometimes not, but every Saturday she rode the bus being led where it felt appropriate. This particular Saturday she was again riding the bus when suddenly she felt the need to get off at a particular bus stop. Across from the bus stop was a tavern, and she walked into the tavern without knowing why.
“Now it is illegal in Canada for anyone under the age of nineteen to be in a tavern and Ann, a young-looking thirteen-year-old, was obviously not nineteen, yet no one stopped her or said a word. ‘It was as if I was invisible,’ she said, recounting the incident. She walked up to a woman who was sitting alone at a table. She sat down and said to her, ‘God has asked me to tell you he loves you and you are not alone.’
“She had no idea why she was saying this, or what the reaction would be from the woman, and was surprised herself at what had come out of her mouth. The woman looked at her in disbelief for several seconds and then burst into tears. ‘Come up to my room,’ she said. They walked up several flights of stairs in the run-down hotel and entered her room. A gun was on the table.
“’I bought this gun yesterday,’ she said, and went on to describe the horrific circumstances she was presently enduring, and how hopeless and alone she felt. ‘This afternoon at one I said to myself, If God does not send me a sign or give me some hope in the next hour I am going to kill myself.’ The clock indicated it was ten minutes to two. In ten more minutes she would have killed herself. The two wept in each other’s arms, and then my friend left the room, never to see the woman again.
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This story might sound like one of those mass e-mails that goes viral, but it was actually part of a well written article, referenced above, from a web site called Mind Power. We hope it’s a true story, and not made up to entertain us. If the latter turns out to be the case, well, we would have to adjust the ‘on fire for God’ part and change it to ‘Liar, liar, pants on fire!’
Came from another blog because I was intrigued by the title of it. This story is very believable -I've heard plenty of these stories.
I'll tell you my story of synchronicity:
As so many, we downsized in 2009 from a house with a yard to a condo in a gated community in the Los Angeles area. After trying to sell our house, the people who ended up moving into it (after 3 official offers and about 50 real estate agents coming to our house with their clients), had a similar story why they left Indonesia.
First of all, they came originally from Indonesia, like I do -I was born there, and and came to Holland when I was 5 years old. They moved to another country because riots in the streets in Indonesia, very unsafe for children and soaring inflation (like my parents did and we moved to Holland).
This was their second stay in the USA (like ours) when they after 10 years (like we)
were able to buy THIS house. That means the same house!
I also wrote about it on my blog, and I can look up the title if you like me to. Just leave a comment on my newest post.
I know how many feel about connecting with people.
I too am shy but several years ago at parent night at our HS a woman I don't know that well seemed very agitated. Several of us were talking and she kept interrupting.
I was getting annoyed but then I felt something different and I felt she needed a hug.
I said "I think you need a hug", I'm not a big hugger unless I know you well so my close friend really looked shocked when I then hugged this woman.
At first it was a bit awkward but then she melted into me and began to cry.
I have never forgotten that moment.
She came up to me a week later at another meeting and said "I have to thank you. I really needed that hug, it took me by surprise."
It seems several things had just happened to her that had eroded her trust in others and so when I did that it made her realize that not everyone is negative.
It also changed me and has made me more open to people and to look more closely at what may be going on with them.
Is the story in your post real? I don't know, but I think it points out how each one of us can make a difference (my personal motto).
d page- thank you for sharing about your child Laryssa.
That's a powerful story, Sansego.
I liked that story very much and really hope its true. Of course, a part of me is skeptical because I used to get email forwards like this from conservative people in my church (like the one about a Christian who had "surfed" down debris in the crumbling WTC on 9/11 and lived to tell about it via email forwards!). I don't have a lot of "faith" in Christians with an agenda, especially when they use terms like "on fire for God."
However, it does remind me of situation when a friend of mine and I did a roadtrip to NYC and Boston in 2002. We were in Staten Island and my friend had to use the restroom in a McDonalds. I stayed in the car. He took a long time and there were sketchy people walking around outside. I started getting worried. When he finally came out, he apologized and explained that he had met a guy in the restaurant who looked distraught and talked about wanting to kill himself. My friend engaged him in conversation and bought him a meal. He thought the guy had the intention to shoot up the McDonalds, but the guy's demeanor changed after talking with him. My friend has an amazing personality and connects with anyone he talks to, so I don't doubt that he had the ability to affect another person in a positive way.
I guess what we can learn from this is that we can do something when we see someone who looks lonely or sad. Being brave and striking up a conversation just might be the thing they need. For me, its hard to do because I'm so introverted and afraid of being rudely rejected. I envy my friend's easy ability to connect with everyone…and he always initiates conversations with other people and puts people at ease.
I for one, would be honoured to read Larysa's story. 🙂
Tell it just like you do on your blog.
Trish and Rob,
It's such a deep experience, it's hard to articulate. People have asked to me to write a book, but it's such strange story.. I guess I'm saying I don't know how to tell it!
wierd word verification: entreark…. entre ark, or enter ark.
This is such a wonderful and strange things, Debra. She sounds like a magical child. Maybe you should do a post on some of those magical moments?? (Or I will!:)
Trish and Rob,
I never found out. We lived in that neighborhood for 11 years. Never saw him. I secretly imagined he worked at the hospice, or some other agency, because the OTHER idea was so fantastic. But Laryssa's life was full of these mysteries, for everyone involved.
Debra – no idea who this guy was? This is pretty amazing.
I hope this story is true! Though I am now Vjrayana Buddhsit, I have always viewed life as a spiritual quest.
Trish & Rob told a story on this site of synchronicities that happened after my baby daughter Laryssa had died. Her (almost) 2 years on this Earth were filled with synchros. My husband & I kept her at home with us as much as possible. Caring for her was difficult. There was no medical protocol for her rare condition. One of those very long, grueling days, there was a knock at the front door.This was unusual because we had a security gate and a doorbell. I opened the door and a short, older man stood there. He said "I know it's hard to tell right now, but God really loves you." I cried. He left. I never saw him again.
I think I heard this story also!
sound very familiar..I'll check snopes site see if anything comes up.. either way..I have had close people in my life which I trust tell me incredible stories of things that happened to them out of following spur of the moment gut feelings. So anything is possible. I am a believer in this.
Mike – love that story about the bus. I'm going to try that the next time I'm in a foreign country.
Gypsy – it seems we had heard this story somewhere before, too. Maybe it's an urban legend.
Interesting perspective, Aleksandar, about the religious divisions in your part of the world!
I am from an atheistic family. After communism had failed, nationalism increased here and caused wars. You can't really say the difference between Serbs (Orthodox)and Croats (Catholic). On the border between Catholicism, Orthodox Christianity and Islam, guess which religions had during centuries a tendency to spread. You can't be a Serb and Catholic or Muslim at the same time. Still, I think that you can contemplate about life for ages, but nothing is comparable to good old church (orthodox in my case). I am not so frequent guest there, though.
just went over to the kehoe site to look around – and not to be a naysayer – but – i would swear that i have heard that exact same story before but i'd not heard of kehoe before – i don't remember where i heard it but i remember the story – however, i would like to think i am mistaken as it would, indeed, otherwise be as nancy says a very powerful and moving synchronicity – [perhaps i'm just flashing back to those hellfire and brimstone sermons to which i was subjected as a child] 🙂
– oh, and no "fathers", either, please, just people, as trish said –
Let's face it we have to take a lot of such stories as being true. There's bound to be the odd duff one amongst them.
But there again, why shouldn't someone follow their intuition, whether guided by God or not. I've tried this myself – though never with such a spectacular result!
When I was last on holiday abroad my wife and I went to the local bus station and got on a bus we liked the look of and to a destination we had never heard of. It turned out to be a great day with lots of interesting things. It can be fun to follow intuition.
I know just what you mean, Nancy! No Godfather, just people.
Well. it's a powerful synchronicity if it is true. But I have to admit – it does sound like the stories my Godfather sends me all the time, along with his hate Obama emails.