Story time! Coming back on the plane from the good ol' West Coast (aka Oregon) after (I think it was Christmas Break? I was a freshman, so long ago!) I was on a plane to Omaha after I connected in Phoenix or Denver or some such other airplane hub. I like books so I had one on the plane with me: it was either The Screwtape Letters or Mere Christianity by C. S. Lewis. It was a tiny plane, 3-4 seats per row, and my seat partner noticed what I was reading and we started talking about it. He was a professor and taught a course about the Inklings. Oh, and where did he teach? NWC! What? The man was going to NWC, just like me. And who was this masked professor? Randy Jensen! [gasp!gasp!] What're the odds, what're the odds?! I, flying from Oregon, Professor flying from [unknown] and we were the only 2 on the plane going to NWC, we get seats by each other, AND later he is my professor. [I know, maybe you think it's stupid, but I think it's a pretty cool story.] Perhaps Professor recalls this happen-chance meeting? Probably not. I only remember because now he is my professor! Ha!

My question: do you guys have any crazy "coincidence" stories? Sharing time!

Do you believe in coincidence? Or do you like to see it as fate? Or God's plan? Or some bubbly concoction of any/all of the above options?

I like to think coincidences are little things God gives us to make us smile. Well, at least me. I love to analyze things.

I know if you think about it that any other person on that plane could currently be at NWC but I wouldn't remember because I didn't have contact with them . . . so maybe "coincidences" only happen when we connect two memories? For even you [the reader!] could have been on that plane with me and Jensen but we wouldn't remember because we didn't sit by you and have a conversation, so we had no memory, so there's nothing to connect you being in my class today with the occurrence on the plane oh-so-long-ago. (I hope that makes sense!)