Some people
come into our lives
touching us deeply
in ways yet unknown.
Years – even decades – may pass before we our paths intertwine again. At first, we remember each other sketchily. Within moments, we piece together our former times and similar interests. In this go-round, maturity draws us closer – almost instantaneously.
"I think we must be kindred spirits," this long-lost college friend emailed me today in response to a life synopsis I sent her last night. Days ago, she'd left me a one-line message on an internet bulletin board. I returned her message with four lines. Soon she gave me her email address and the interchanges began to fly – profoundly so...
Only weeks ago, I'd prayed for someone like this to come into my life. And from what I've read between her lines, she was doing the same. I call it: Heaven's intervention uniting Kindred Spirits.
I saw its evidence reflected in the clouds under tonight's last light!
