Divine coincidences

The more I get to know God over the years the less I believe in coincidence. The longer you walk with Him the stranger things get. Perhaps some things are coincidental but many things are not - they get too bizzarre and happen too often to be seen this way. I always called them God-grins because I am very fond of God's sense of humor, but from reading other blogs I often see the term God-incidences used. I am seeing God's hand at work constantly of late. I know many theologians or scientists would laugh at this but (luckily) since I'm just a plain old Jesus freak this gives me great freedom in my posting. I can post to my heart's content about miracles, God-grins, and the strong guiding hand of my Father in heaven. I read a lot of blogs and am seeing how often these God-incidences show up in the lives of others, too. Sometimes I'm  a bit embarrassed to leave comments on the stricter, by the book (though I don't know which book, it's not in my Bible or Catechism) blogs because I look like an idiot :) The blessing here is that...at least I'm God's idiot. Yes, I've been slammed a few times but I still stick to my guns on the God-incidence issue because they happen too often. I might as well admit how far this idiocy goes so everyone can be sure where I stand:

Yes, I think there are various apparitions occurring throughout the earth. I don't just believe it - I'm sure of it:)
Yes, I think miracles occur more often than we think :)
Yes, I think a lot of coincidences are the Hand of God :)
Yes, I can actually feel God's love :)
Truthfully, if I must be honest I can feel God's love for others. I'm tired of pretending otherwise. I think I'll let the theologians fight with the scientists and just be who God made me to be. Do I believe all the apparitions are true? No. I'll give an example of a God-grin though:

The week before my healing I had 4 dreams. In the first dream I was running (I never ran, it hurt), in the second dream I was riding a bike, in the third dream I was slain in the Spirit, and in the fourth dream Jesus grasped me by the hands, pulled me up and embraced me. The healing service was the following day. All I had to do was get in my brother's car. He just "happened" to have taken that day off from the music ministry at church before he even knew about the service. He felt "led" to go and felt "led" to ask me to go. A month before the service I had gotten a book about Father DiOrio at a used bookstore. When I opened the book at home a prayer cloth blessed by him fell out and I started carrying it around with me. Theresa, who went with us was certain that I was going to be healed (she also has a healing gift and many others). When I walked into the chapel I was surrounded by peace. You all know the rest. I was healed of a rare disease that even the priest hadn't ever heard of. Everyone knows of my devotion to the Divine Mercy, St. Faustina, and that I was in the presence of Jesus' Divine Mercy many years ago.God woke me up for years at 3:33 to pray the chaplet. I call myself Mary333 because of this and page 333 of St. Faustina's Diary. The name of Father DiOrio's Apostolate?
The Apostolate of Divine Mercy and Healing. I think this qualifies as a God-incidence, don't you? Even my URL is from St. Faustina's Diary. And last night "coincidentally" there was a lady who works for Father DiOrio's ministry at the Life in the Spirit Seminar that I recently started attending who heard about my healing and gave me her e-mail so she could send me info on who I should send my testimony to.

Praise you Jesus for Thy Infinite Mercy!