no such thing as coincidence

  Two days ago I ripped out a page from the Anthropologie catalog. I cut out just the word abundance and gave it to my husband. Yesterday I received a letter from my sister-in-law. She had torn out that same page and used itas stationery to write me a letter. 

I don’t believe in coincidences. I think that there is a reason for everything, that there is some meaning behind things, whether we understand them or not. God tries to tell us things. He reminds us of his presence. He reminds us that we are not alone. He puts other people in our path. Look for him and things that seem to be a coincidence.