You may call it coincidence.
Today and yesterday, I assisted to a camp meeting. Yesterday, the preacher read the same passage I read to my children the night before. He talked about the same theme of a movie I saw the week before. And finally, he preached about the same thing, I have being praying that week.
The next day, I asked God about something. And guess what? The preacher preached about it. And one of the scriptures I posted in my post was what he used that night.
Some other coincidence:
I keep forgetting things. I misplace things, and then I can’t find them. When I say, God, where is it? Almost all the time, I immediately find them. Or sometimes, I ask God to direct me where to look, and where my heart tells me to go, I go. And almost all the time I find them.
Why not all the time? This is a question for God that I would like to know.
When I was pregnant for the first time, I was scared. I heard so many stories of pain and extreme labor that I couldn’t help not to be scared.
Well, I asked God to not let me see and suffer the pain of the delivery. This did not make too much sense. But the true is that, I had a natural delivery of a beautiful and perfectly healthy girl, while sleeping.
I did not see the birth of my first daughter. I had no major pain, but everything went well.
Finding God, sometimes is a learning process. It takes either belief or genuine sincerity.