Even A Cynic Like Me Can Believe In Miracles

Some wisdom is timeless. If I read this quote today, I’d think it was written for our times:?“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.” Charles Dickens – A Tale of Two Cities

He left out serendipity and happenstance.

A couple of weeks ago, I received a WhatsApp from someone I didn’t know. “Hello Jacques, how are you? Do you still work at “whatever” restaurant?”

“I’m looking for an executive chef to run my kitchen.”

I replied, “I think you have the wrong Jacques. I can barely boil an egg.”

“（◎0◎）??????, sorry, wrong Jacques”

I then replied, “Weirdly, I have a friend who is an executive chef, and she’s at a loose end at the moment.”

“Please put me in touch with her,” she said.

I did, and the rest, as they say, “is history.” My friend is now employed.

I think this is the most wonderful miracle as my friend was getting rather desperate to find work.

I’m sure that if you reverse engineer your life, you’ll be able to pick up that there’s a divine hand directing the path of our lives. Well, for me, anyway. Someone once asked me about my life. I said that it was a perfect mess. It is, and it’s perfect.

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