A Singing God

God sang to me on an early autumn day in Texas.

Two years ago, I was at the end of my rope. I had planned a day to Galveston with friends, to get away from it all. We were to leave after the children were in school, drive the hour down from Houston, and spend some peaceful time on a lonely stretch of sand, walking, dipping toes in a cool ocean, and searching for shells. We'd be back before the children were home, and our trip would bother no one.

But plans fell through, as they often do, and the day had to be sacrificed on the altar of being a responsible person. I was devastated. The hope of this day was the only thing getting me through, and I didn't know how I could carry on without it. My sandals still on my feet, I climbed into the car and beat my fists against the steering wheel. I cried a bit (not enough to run my mascara), and blew my nose. I sent a thought up in the air to whoever might be listening that this was not fair, that it was more than I could bear. Then I turned the key to the ignition, and flipped the dial to the radio. It turned to a station I never listened to, and I heard a song I hadn't heard or remembered for years. (I'm not that into country, but who wasn't familiar with this song in the Vietnam era?)

"Galveston, Oh Galveston," Glen Campbell crooned. "I still hear your seawinds blowing." Along with the music came a peace I could not have imagined. It was as if a loving Father was telling me in song that he knew I wanted to go to Galveston that day. He reflected the longing and the sorrow I felt back to me in the words and the music. He was sorry that it couldn't be, but he would send me the refreshment I craved from the unrealized day away.

I've pondered this experience many times since then. Are these coincidences simply serendipities which befall us, devoid of the higher meaning we wish they portended? Or are they synchronicities such as Carol Lynn Pearson teaches, evidences of the hand of God in our lives?

...you may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.