I caught up with an old friend from graduate school when I was in Philadelphia. Unfortunately he doesn’t care much for my writings even though he is an author himself. As a trained mathematician and economist, when I tell him about Synchronicity and Oneness, I cannot reach him. Yet, he is as spiritual as they come. When we walked over to his favorite lunch place he greeted many neighbors by name and there was so much love in these little encounters. Isn’t that what most folks do, giving meaning to what they experience in their own special way? My religion is love, my mission, and the daily God conversation I am privileged to experience. My friend has his, in his wife, in his children, in the community he cares for and the books he is writing. Are we really any different?
While our conversation over lunch didn’t go so well, we had the most amazing experience just as our lunch was coming to a close. Out of a sudden a thunderstorm came down in such a fury that all the restaurant customers got a flood watch warning all at the same moment. Unable to move, we ordered coffee and tea and spent half an hour just hanging out together as in the olden days. As we left the restaurant half an hour later the sun came out and Philadelphia presented itself in the best light possible. I understood that God wanted us to hang out a while longer to once again see eye to eye, and the smile on his face seemed to suggest that he gave a similar meaning to this unlikely occurrence. Be it as it may, God was present in the meeting of two old friends that day.
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