Coincidence? I Don't Think So

Once a month a bunch of city pastor's wives gather together.

We come from many denominations.

We drink tea.

We share our stories.

We encourage and pray for each other.

We pray for our children, our husbands, our churches, our city.

This month, one of us was praying for an elderly lady who's in palliative care.

This lady was recently in a Saskatoon hospital, where a retired pastor had visited her several times.

She'd been comforted by his visits. He said he would come again.

But he had to go out of town for a few days, and while he was away she was discharged, and sent home to die.

My friend mentioned the pastor's first name, as she remembered the lady's daughter telling it. She couldn't remember if a family name had been given.

The retired pastor of my husband's home church in Saskatoon has the same first name.

It's not a hugely common name.

I thought... what are the chances?

I just phoned the Saskatoon pastor that I know, and told him Annie's story.

He was the pastor who had done the visitation. He was excited to get another chance to see Annie and encourage her.

All the pins lined up on this one. It feels good to have been one of the pins.

God is cool.