Sunday, October 09, 2005 Intervention: Destiny , Divine, Both

It seems I receive a constant flow of little miracles, every day in my life. Too many to be called simple coincidences.  If I could jot them all down, Id have volumes. 

I never completely run out of money.  I may get down to a dollar or less in the bank account, but for some reason-either someone gives me money they owe me, or my parents give me money for something-with perfect timing- and I survive through being broke.  Not only do I oddly survive being broke, I somehow manage to still have fun- such as, go to a "kegger" with free beer, or someone gives me alcohol or food, or my friends and I work together to have fun. 

Also, recently, I almost didnt have money to travel to see a couple good friends outside of this state.  My heart fell when I thought I would have to cancel the trip.  Then, my father decides to step in and bought me car insurance, my mother helped pay for my student loan, the DMV cleared a violation that cost $100 dollars, and my sister in law gave me money for a car she bought from mesomeone wants me to go on this trip Im thinking.  And I am grateful.

I have luck when it comes to scary cop situations. 

I was able to weasel my way out of a DUI.  When my friend ended up getting one recently, I was able to determine how lucky I was that I didnt get one.  I didnt have to do the breathalyzer, or the eight tests that my friend went through, or spend fifteen hours in jail; I didnt have to do much except look at a pen.  And I was quite drunk when I got pulled over, unlike my friend.  I have been very fortunate about drunk driving generally.  This, I am guilty, yet very thankful for. 

Another time, I had been driving for over 6 months with expired registration, and only last Wednesday did I go to the DMV to take care of it.  A part of me didnt want to at the time, because it was hot, I just got off work, and I ended up driving all over San Diego from getting lost.  I thought to fix my registration the following Friday, but something stopped me and I continued to the DMV anyway.   Who would have thought that the Thursday morning, I would get pulled over for registration? My paperwork, received the day before, saved my car from being towed. 

Yet, nother situation was when my unlicensed, no-permit friend was driving my car and we were all underage passengers (you have to be 25 to supervise an underage driving student WITH a permit, which she didnt have.)  I threw a sob story about her being homeless and trying to get on her feet to the cop that pulled us over and he told me, I dont know why I believe you, but I do. He then let us go.  There was another moment, we were at the beach having a bonfire very late at night with alcohol and music blaring.  A cop swooped in to collect his quota.  Though we were violating many laws, he gave me a parking ticket for parking my car on the grass and that was all.  

Lastly, almost the same situation-but at the Livingroom Parking lot.  Cops came to talk to us offenders when suddenly, an out-of-control police car ran over a policeman right across from us! This obviously averted the cops' attention from us, to the injured cop.  We were free. 

One of the most powerful moments, was one that I have blogged about before. 

I was backstage doing a show at the Fault Line Theater.  My body was shutting down out of hunger, I felt faint, sick, dizzy, and couldn't think.  This was in the middle of a show that I was in. 

I thought I was going to fail the cast, the show, and the audience- thinking that I was going to faint. 

As I laid in the back in a Childs Pose, I looked to my left and found a vial containing a single glucose tablet!  When could that possibly ever happen!?  It was a miracle.  I ate the tablet and got instantly revitalized.

These small miracles are just a few of the far too many that happen to me every single day. Sometimes they seem to lead me in a certain direction.  I follow, without any resistance.  Could it be the power of what some might call, destiny?  Id like to call it Divine Intervention.