I’ve had tons of “synchronicities” happen to me in my life. I consider them direct and personal signs from God.
The more you look for them and pay attention, the more of those signs you will get. Try it for yourself. It's very comforting to feel that the Lord is looking out for you at all times.
This is one of my favorite (true) stories.
In 1999, I had just moved to Sedona, AZ, the movie American Beauty with Kevin Spacey came out, and I saw it in the theater there.
My favorite scene was when Ricky Fitts, a nerdy teenager, shows his new friend Jane a video he made. It's of a grocery plastic bag bouncing up and down and swaying in the wind for minutes on end.
As they’re watching the strangely beautiful dance, Ricky says:
“It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing. And there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it, right? And this bag was just… dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That’s the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid. Ever.”
Here’s the video.
Fast forward about a year and a half. I was working as a professional Tarot reader in Sedona. Part of that life was that I had learned to "go with the flow" and follow God's quiet little voice inside of me. Whenever I felt prompted to do something or go somewhere, I'd just do it without question. Usually, there would be a reason—for example, I would run into someone important.
One slow business day at the New Age center, suddenly the thought popped into my head that I should drive down to the Oak Creek Brewery, one of my favorite local hangouts. The brewery was closed at that time of day, which made me wonder what this was all about, but I went anyway.
The inner voice told me to park in the parking lot and get out of the car. I did, standing awkwardly in the midday sun. “Okay, now what?”
All of a sudden, there was a warm gust of wind, and a discarded brown plastic grocery bag lifted up off the ground and started dancing.
It bounced up and down, swayed from side to side, sometimes dropping to the ground and then rising up again. Just like a little kid inviting me to play.
It was stunningly beautiful and went on for about 10 minutes. I cried as I watched the plain brown bag dance in the wind, remembering the lines from the movie. God was telling me that life was beautiful and there was nothing to be afraid of. Ever.