I had a 10:00 meeting yesterday at church to discuss the future of our Guatemala mission trips.
I arrive promptly at the church, and after circling the parking lot a few times, trying to find an empty spot that is not buried in 2 feet of snow, I finally park, hop out of my car, and run in.
And run right into my mother.
Who – I must insert here – does NOT go to my church. Nope – not at all. She has her own church – and has only been to my church one time in all the years we’ve been going there. And that was only because I was giving the sermon that day – which is a good reason to visit your daughter’s church, I guess. I mean, considering that it was a pretty big deal and all – to be giving the sermon. But I digress. Back to the story.
I look at her in shock – she looks at me in shock – and then we quickly give each other a hug. I haven’t seen her since Christmas – so hugs were definitely in order.
“What the heck are YOU doing here?” I ask, at the same exact time that she asks me, “What the heck are YOU doing here?”
“It’s MY church. I belong here. Why wouldn’t I be here?” I answer.
She indicates that she really thought I would be in Haiti by now, responding with the American Red Cross.
I told her that only the International Red Cross is responding at this time, and then remind her that she hasn’t answered my question. Why is SHE here? At MY church?
Mom is a Quilt fanatic. She’s always quilting….she even has an entire room in her basement dedicated to pursuing her hobby – which, most definitely, did NOT get handed down to me. Shudder. I have no desire to quilt. Ever.
Anywho, she’s in charge of a local Quilt Show coming up in the area, and the show will be at the church – so she was meeting several other quilters from the committee to discuss the show.
Wow. What were the odds that we would both be at my church – at exactly the same time – for two different reasons – both pursing our passions, which are totally different?
Coincidence. The “noteworthy alignment of two or more events or circumstances without obvious casual connection.”
Just wondering if anyone else has ever had one of those really weird, coincidental things happen? Ever run into your mother in a totally unexpected, weird place? No? Just me?