Several years ago, I needed a vehicle with more room than the sporty Jeep Wrangler I loved. Two seats in front and a mini-seat in back did not give me room to haul grandkids, dogs and camping equipment up the mountains.
It didn't take me long to find what I wanted: still a Jeep, but their largest model with plenty of room. And I got to keep my "baby"--the Wrangler. At least for a while…
The miracle started when I picked up my new Jeep Commander. I could have waited until the next day, but my instincts said go get it now. So I did.
However, I now had two vehicles to drive home, so stopped by my older son's work to see if he would drive one of them to my house after he got off. He hadn't been at this job very long and it was the first time I had stopped by.
A few minutes after I arrived, he came to me with a funny look on his face and said a guy had just shown up to repossess his car. He asked if he could put the stuff out of his car into my Jeep. I handed him my keys and, without asking, he knew which vehicle was mine--though he hadn't seen it.
And he now needed a different vehicle. Since I had picked up my new Jeep, I had one he could use--my baby, the Wrangler. Having the Wrangler stay in the family made me very happy!
All this happened within about an hour's time: me picking up my new vehicle, going to my son's work for the first time, his car being towed and needing a different vehicle, and me having the Wrangler available for him to drive.
Too many"coincidences" in such a perfectly orchestrated timeframe to be coincidental. I know I was part of a miracle that day, and remembering this gives me a warm glow that the Universe can take care of us if we listen to the whispers of our instincts.
Care to share one of your miracles?
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