Back in the 1990s, I was part of a small spiritual group that had been meeting for years. We’d get together to learn and share, and it was a really special part of my life. One evening, we decided to call another member who couldn’t make it. She wasn’t home, so we left a cheerful message on her answering machine, just saying we missed her.
When she arrived home later, she saw the little light blinking and played the message right away. She called us back, so excited to hear from everyone! But here’s the thing that still gives me chills: her answering machine had been completely broken for over six months. It hadn’t recorded a single message in all that time. Yet, it worked perfectly to record our call that one night. After she listened, it went back to being broken and never worked again.
Nothing unusual, you say! Maybe, but it felt like more than a lucky coincidence to all of us. It felt like a little nudge, a small moment of connection that somehow slipped through. I’ve always held onto that story as my own little “divine intervention” moment.
Do you have a story like that? A time where something just couldn’t be explained, and it felt a bit miraculous? I’d love to hear it if you’re comfortable sharing 🙂
