One afternoon, my husband and I were standing in the middle of a large meadow encircled by old oak trees, looking at how sodden the ground had become from the rain.
In particular, we were paying homage to a huge, old oak tree that had fallen during the rains. It was hundreds of feet long, sprawled on the ground, the root ball still muddy, the branches still flush with winter growth.
Suddenly, he shouted “deer” and dragged me back behind an old wooden bench, and I looked up and saw a fully antlered, eight-point stag running down the hill toward us in full charge.
He leapt over a fence, charging forward and then in the briefest moment, saw us and turned, crashing away on a new course.
We stood there cowering behind the flimsy wooden bench and breathing very hard, and after a few tentative moments we walked home, looking behind us the whole way.
Sometimes, things happen in split seconds. A split second earlier, and the stag would have charged at us in the clearing. A split second later, and the stag saw us and veered away.
Everything in the Universe conspired to make it so that we were in that clearing at that exact moment, so that we would have that split second to move; so that the stag would have that split second to change course.
Consider all the convergences that have happened in your life: those split seconds when things were going one way, and then changed.
Consider all the convergences that have happened just today.
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