Mere coincidence? I don't believe so

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Here’s a cute coincidence

My oldest son’s birthday - Thanksgivng Day
My daughters birthday - Mothers Day
My youngest son’s birthday - Veterans Day

My wifes birthday - 4th of July
My birthday - Labor Day
Does it make it easier to remember their birthdays? That is interesting.
 
Here’s my “coincidence”.

My name is Dominic, so my patron saint is St. Dominic (the Rosary one).

His feast day is August 4th, my half birthday.

St. Dominic is known for fighting heresies of his day. I believe I do that as well. Many a time I have stood up for the faith against very nasty anti-Catholics, either on this site or Youtube.

I don’t, however, feel any connection to the Rosary or the Blessed Mother (I kinda wish I did).

But, hey, I’ll take what I can get! 👍

Also, to the OP,

I was thinking of making a thread like this. Thanks for making it first. Great minds think alike, don’t they?
I’ll let you take credit for having a great mind, I’m busy enough trying to keep from losing mine:thumbsup: I also have found myself not as connected to the rosary or Mary as much as I want. Maybe we should start a thread on getting closer to Mary thru the Rosary?
 
I’ll let you take credit for having a great mind, I’m busy enough trying to keep from losing mine:thumbsup: I also have found myself not as connected to the rosary or Mary as much as I want. Maybe we should start a thread on getting closer to Mary thru the Rosary?
Almeras,
That is a GREAT idea. I’m up for it. 👍 🙂 😃
 
Here’s a cute coincidence

My oldest son’s birthday - Thanksgivng Day
My daughters birthday - Mothers Day
My youngest son’s birthday - Veterans Day

My wifes birthday - 4th of July
My birthday - Labor Day
Nice!!! Our own little coincidence is our daughter and my mother (a very devout Catholic) were both born on November 28th, 57 years apart. So every four years or so that falls on Thanksgiving Day. Hence, at those times we get to celebrate Thanksgiving and 2 birthdays! It has created a very special bond between them. God be praised!!!

Simon
 
I love miracles! I’ve experienced/witnessed a few myself. I’d share, but I think I’ve shared them enough times before. Thanks for your miracles though!
This may be controversial, and I might get rebuked, but I think God spoke to me most (indirectly, of course, not an actual voice!) when I was at my most lost. I’m still not out of the swamp yet, but when I needed Him, he showed up in some strange sign as if to say, “Yep! I’m here! Keep swimming! I love you!”
God is good!
I know that I’ve heard God most loudly and directly when I am lost and stuck in a sinful cycle (an addiction of 30 years). When I’m at my lowest is when God is most nearest in my cognizant mind. I can feel spiritual movings within my physical body and mind which pull me back to the confessional. I also feel him at my best times but it is when I’m at my lowest…I guess I’m more willing to hear Him. It’s when He starts to let go of my hands and let me walk on my own that I get scared and weak and falter…sometimes for months. But He is the perfect, loving Father, always willing us to hear his encouraging voice and come back to Him. I get teary-eyed when I truly think of His love for me and His willingness to let me come back to Him with a contrite heart!! Oh if I could only give him my perfect love at all times!!!

May He have mercy on all us poor sinners!!!

Simon
 
I know that I’ve heard God most loudly and directly when I am lost and stuck in a sinful cycle (an addiction of 30 years). When I’m at my lowest is when God is most nearest in my cognizant mind. I can feel spiritual movings within my physical body and mind which pull me back to the confessional. I also feel him at my best times but it is when I’m at my lowest…I guess I’m more willing to hear Him. It’s when He starts to let go of my hands and let me walk on my own that I get scared and weak and falter…sometimes for months. But He is the perfect, loving Father, always willing us to hear his encouraging voice and come back to Him. I get teary-eyed when I truly think of His love for me and His willingness to let me come back to Him with a contrite heart!! Oh if I could only give him my perfect love at all times!!!

May He have mercy on all us poor sinners!!!

Simon
You are getting me teary eyed! :amen:
 
Does it make it easier to remember their birthdays? That is interesting.
Except for my wife, it’s rare that that our birthday falls exactly on the prosepective holiday, unlike on the year that we were born… This year Thanksgiving and my sons birthday coincided but on most years it does not.

All the holidays except the 4th shift from year to year, so I still have to remember the dates.
 
I would be careful here in your hasty generalization.

What plan did God have in mind with the 100,000 people killed in the Indonesian tsunami?

What plan did God have for the 300,000 people butchered with machetes in Rwanda?
From a secular standpoint, I agree…that looks like we have a grim God. But life doesn’t stop here. The story continues after ‘this’ life. Why did Christ have to suffer so much?

The story doesn’t end here. Our earthly life is important, but transient. There is a far better place…so God has a plan for every single SOUL, yes.
 
The best (not) coincidence in my life involves a Priest and my dad. My Grandmother passed away @11:45PM on Dec 31st, 1984. My dad rec’d a miraculous healing on his back on the feast day of St. Anne (who was my Grandmother’s patron St., as well as mine) in 1979. At that time he returned to the Church, but for various reasons left it again. He was diagnosed with cancer and died Dec 24, 2002. The amazing part is, we prayed hard for him to come back to the faith completely. I asked God to allow him to have to go to the hospital just long enough so I could get a Priest to visit him. He went in, but I didn’t know enough in advance to call a Priest, so I prayed he would get ‘stuck’ in there for just one more night, but ‘nothing serious’. We had a blizzard!! He was stuck!! I called a Priest who went to the hospital and heard his confession…and let him know that he could recieve the Sacraments at home. He finally told me he wanted that! A Priest, new to our parish, immediately came with me to my dad’s house to say Mass, hear his confession and anoint him. I found out then that the reason he had stayed away was because he never believed God could forgive him for a mistake he had made during the Korean war. (A bomb had missed it’s target killing some innocents) This Priest taught him about God’s mercy and forgiveness, and how he could offer up his suffering for others… He barely took pain medication after that, offering up everything for his children and grandchildren…
The “coincidence”: This Priest felt suddenly called to the Priesthood between 12:00 and 12:15 Jan 1st 1985. (within a half hour of my grandmother’s death) He ended up going to the Seminary in the town where my Grandmother was when she died. (even though it was in a completely different state than where he lived.) There are even more parts to the story, but this is the main gist.

Thanks for letting me share.
 
The best (not) coincidence in my life involves a Priest and my dad. My Grandmother passed away @11:45PM on Dec 31st, 1984. My dad rec’d a miraculous healing on his back on the feast day of St. Anne (who was my Grandmother’s patron St., as well as mine) in 1979. At that time he returned to the Church, but for various reasons left it again. He was diagnosed with cancer and died Dec 24, 2002. The amazing part is, we prayed hard for him to come back to the faith completely. I asked God to allow him to have to go to the hospital just long enough so I could get a Priest to visit him. He went in, but I didn’t know enough in advance to call a Priest, so I prayed he would get ‘stuck’ in there for just one more night, but ‘nothing serious’. We had a blizzard!! He was stuck!! I called a Priest who went to the hospital and heard his confession…and let him know that he could recieve the Sacraments at home. He finally told me he wanted that! A Priest, new to our parish, immediately came with me to my dad’s house to say Mass, hear his confession and anoint him. I found out then that the reason he had stayed away was because he never believed God could forgive him for a mistake he had made during the Korean war. (A bomb had missed it’s target killing some innocents) This Priest taught him about God’s mercy and forgiveness, and how he could offer up his suffering for others… He barely took pain medication after that, offering up everything for his children and grandchildren…
The “coincidence”: This Priest felt suddenly called to the Priesthood between 12:00 and 12:15 Jan 1st 1985. (within a half hour of my grandmother’s death) He ended up going to the Seminary in the town where my Grandmother was when she died. (even though it was in a completely different state than where he lived.) There are even more parts to the story, but this is the main gist.

Thanks for letting me share.
beautiful story.
 
Hi,

If you read my posts on the thread “The Rosary is not the Way” you can skip my post here.

My sister was diagnosed with a degenerative genetic disease in her eyes when she was a child. They said she would be totally blind by the time she was thirty. At the age of 16, she was given the strongest pair of glasses they could make. She decided to say a daily rosary novena for 365 days in hopes that God would not take away any of her senses. She said the novena devoutly, never missing a day. At the end of the novena, she asked for God to send her a sign that her petition had been granted. The next day, a boy who was interested in my other sister, brought this sister a rose. He was embarrassed about bringing it to her and couldn’t explain why he did it, but he felt that God wanted him to do it. The sign my sister asked for was a rose.
My sister is in her mid-fifties now; her eyeglass prescription has remained the same.

This same sister has always prayed for at least one hour a day. This is a lot of time considering she has seven children.

When she was in her 40’s she was diagnosed with melanoma cancer that had metasticized to her lymph nodes. The first cancer doctor she saw said there wasn’t anything he could do to save her. He said he could prolong her life for a few months with chemo etc., but she would be dead in 5 months. My sister went home and prayed. She went back to the doctor 5 months later. He told her that he thought she would be dead by now. She decided to find another doctor. The new doctor referred her to another oncologist who practiced in a large city 150 miles away.

The oncologist wanted to remove all of her lymph glands and saliva glands. By this time, her face was swollen and lumpy. Her right eyelid would not open and close properly. She refused to have her saliva glands removed because she would lose her sense of taste. Also, in removing the lymph nodes in her face etc., there was a high probability that her right eyelid would never function again.
My sister refused to have anything removed because she said God promised her he would never take away any of her senses.
She also refused chemo. The doctor wanted us to talk some sense into her, but she refused to listen to us.
They gave her a shot of some type of bio/medicine combination. She had the exposed part of the tumor in her throat removed, and they sent her home to die.
A month later, her face was back to normal and her eyelid was functioning like normal. She contacted the doctor and I believe it was six months after the initial visit that she got in to see him.
The doctor could not believe what he saw. He had all different types of tests run and he still had trouble understanding how she could be cancer free and as healthy as a horse. 😃

She is over a decade older than I am, but she looks younger than me.:o
I would never advise anyone to go against a doctors orders. I just think that in this case God worked a miracle.🙂
 
Hi,

If you read my posts on the thread “The Rosary is not the Way” you can skip my post here.

My sister was diagnosed with a degenerative genetic disease in her eyes when she was a child. They said she would be totally blind by the time she was thirty. At the age of 16, she was given the strongest pair of glasses they could make. She decided to say a daily rosary novena for 365 days in hopes that God would not take away any of her senses. She said the novena devoutly, never missing a day. At the end of the novena, she asked for God to send her a sign that her petition had been granted. The next day, a boy who was interested in my other sister, brought this sister a rose. He was embarrassed about bringing it to her and couldn’t explain why he did it, but he felt that God wanted him to do it. The sign my sister asked for was a rose.
My sister is in her mid-fifties now; her eyeglass prescription has remained the same.

This same sister has always prayed for at least one hour a day. This is a lot of time considering she has seven children.

When she was in her 40’s she was diagnosed with melanoma cancer that had metasticized to her lymph nodes. The first cancer doctor she saw said there wasn’t anything he could do to save her. He said he could prolong her life for a few months with chemo etc., but she would be dead in 5 months. My sister went home and prayed. She went back to the doctor 5 months later. He told her that he thought she would be dead by now. She decided to find another doctor. The new doctor referred her to another oncologist who practiced in a large city 150 miles away.

The oncologist wanted to remove all of her lymph glands and saliva glands. By this time, her face was swollen and lumpy. Her right eyelid would not open and close properly. She refused to have her saliva glands removed because she would lose her sense of taste. Also, in removing the lymph nodes in her face etc., there was a high probability that her right eyelid would never function again.
My sister refused to have anything removed because she said God promised her he would never take away any of her senses.
She also refused chemo. The doctor wanted us to talk some sense into her, but she refused to listen to us.
They gave her a shot of some type of bio/medicine combination. She had the exposed part of the tumor in her throat removed, and they sent her home to die.
A month later, her face was back to normal and her eyelid was functioning like normal. She contacted the doctor and I believe it was six months after the initial visit that she got in to see him.
The doctor could not believe what he saw. He had all different types of tests run and he still had trouble understanding how she could be cancer free and as healthy as a horse. 😃

She is over a decade older than I am, but she looks younger than me.:o
I would never advise anyone to go against a doctors orders. I just think that in this case God worked a miracle.🙂
You think God worked a miracle…You KNOW God worked a miracle! How beautiful!! Of course God works through doctors (and the science He created), but in these rare cases, He works in spite of doctors.

Just last week, a friend of mine learned he was completetly healed of a brain tumor. They told him he would not live beyond this Christmas. (He had surgery and chemo, but no one has survived this type of tumor, until now.) Another friend died of this type of tumor 2 yrs ago. Not wanting to compare, but so you understand where the question is coming from, the one who died was someone who truly resembled a Saint. She had a large following of young people whom she had helped in their Faith…
Anyway, a 3rd friend asked why do you suppose God granted this miracle to the one friend and not the other?

I could only say that the one who died, showed such an incredible example of love in suffering, and showed the dignity of the human person in her suffering. I also know God wants to take us when we are closest to Him, and I believe she was as close to Him then as she would possibly be. But your story shows someone of great Faith who was healed too. But God was probably using her faith as an example to others. We can never know the mind of God, but does anyone have a better answer for my friend??
 
I don’t have a better explanation for the death of your friend. But I’m sure God has his reasons.

My sister has had two miracles; never going blind and recovering from cancer. Many people would just like one small miracle. I often wonder why God chose to give her two.
 
My wife’s aunt was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer more that 10 years ago. Folks with that type of cancer rarely last more than 6 months. Though the cancer has virtually distroyed her pancreas, she looks as healthy as ever. Her son and several of her grandkids are doctors and they are amazed that she is still up and about.

She is not Catholic but she is a woman of tremendous faith in the Lord. She would put a lot of devout Catholics to shame.

No one knows why some are healed or spared and others are not. Maybe some folks simply don’t ask or if they ask, it may not be in their best interest. Maybe IF every healing request is answered, then miracles would not be so rare or as impressive.

I prayed equally hard for my sister when she had brain surgery and for my bosses wife when she had cancer. One prayer was answered but the other was not. In terms of need, objectively, my boss’s wife left behind a family with teenagers. Whereas my nieces and nephew are young adults. In terms of faith, my sister has very little (practically agnostic) while my bose’s wife was a very active member of her church (Unitarian, I think).
 
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