No Coincidences

The rain is fickle today.
I keep looking out the window at work and see it pouring, then sprinkling...off and on. The sky looks like a giant piece of paper, no variation in the color of gray, no brake in the clouds and mist. It feels like 8 in the morning, but it's almost lunch time. The other computer in the office if playing Enya, it's actually very fitting. It's funny how music can add or detract from a mood so well. Mike is a musical person and knows more about music than anyone i know. He loves what the human voice can do- i think he's more fascinated by that then in instrumental music. He doesn't know what he's more interested in.
A long time ago, I wrote in my journal constantly about how i felt like something was missing. I haven't had that feeling very often since meeting mike, but today i feel like something is...being overlooked. Not missing, perhaps. but shrouded in the background.
whoa......This is beyond words...
Just as I typed that last word...the music on the other computer started a song...one that i never expected to hear on the radio, one that i needed to hear more than any other song...it brought to light what was being overlooked.
Very slowly, the introduction to this song started playing. Just a couple notes and my breath stopped- listening, thinking, "no, it's not it, it just has a couple of the same notes..." but it was. A beautiful version of "I Know That My Redeemer Lives" by Paul Cardall. And that's what was in the shadows- my Redeemer.
I love things like that! No coincidences people, everything happens for a reason.

That was crazy.

Laurel