Real Life Coincidences That Made People Question the Nature of Reality

There are a few moments in everyone’s life that really make you question if everything happens for a reason.

Whether you stumbled upon an item that you hadn’t seen in years just after you thought about it or you met an old friend in a foreign country despite being thousands of miles away from home, life is full of little events that remind you that serendipity happens every day.

A Constant Reminder

I had inherited a little bar pin that was from WWI. It was for mothers to wear when they had a son in the service during combat. I gave it to my wife to wear so she would be reminded of our Marine son several times daily.

The clip was ancient, and the fired-enamel pin fell off her sweater and was lost. I went online and searched for a replacement.

I found a collector who sold me a locket that had the identical red and white bar with the single blue star on it as the pin. The seller mentioned some squiggles on the reverse of the antique piece.

When it arrived, we looked at the squiggles under a magnifying glass. They turned out to be some fancy initials—MMI—the same initials as our son’s.

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A Divine Presence

After college, I moved to Chicago. One day I decided to take a surprise trip back home to South Carolina. There were many routes that I could have taken, but I decided on taking the scenic route through the mountains and back roads.

I was about an hour from civilization, in the middle of the Appalachians, when my car broke down.

It was December and extremely cold out. I got out of my car, put multiple layers on, and prepared for a very long walk several miles to the next small town. I turned around and shut the door when a car came around the bend and passed me.

They didn’t stop at first, but about a mile down the road, they turned around and came back.

I was excited to get picked up and get out of the cold, so I figured it was worth the risk. I opened the door and when I saw who was driving, my jaw dropped straight to the floor. I completely dumbfounded to see that the driver was MY GRANDFATHER.

He had decided to take an impromptu road trip, again, using back roads, to upstate Tennessee.

It was the kind of coincidence that makes you question a divine presence. Story credit: Reddit /achsullivan

A Message From Above

I had driven to a different city and got into my car. I flipped on the radio, and there was silence. I shrugged and was about to change the channel, thinking it wasn’t a valid station, when all of a sudden I heard, “Daniel,” which was my name.

So, jokingly, I said, “Yes?” What I heard next made my blood run cold. The voice on the radio said, “I am the Lord your God, Daniel.

You must follow My commandments.”

There was a pause, and I freaked out. Then the voice came back and continued, “And this is the part in the Bible….” I realized that the classic hits channel I had it on previously was the religious channel in the city I was in.

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Our Ghoul Friend

When I was in college, I lived in a sorority house. Over the years, there was an ongoing joke throughout the sorority that the house had a ghost friend. One of our sisters would wake up in the mornings after drinking and tell us stories about how the ghost visited her during the night.

She said she asked the ghost her name, and the ghost responded with what sounded like either Helen or Ellen. Some nights, we would come home and find our sorority sister trashed and in the kitchen with her arm around the air talking to this Helen/Ellen ghost.

Every odd thing that happened around the house was attributed to this ghost. She was a common topic around the place. One day, a curious member of the sorority decided to go to the city’s historical museum and find out what she could about our house. We couldn’t believe what she found.

She came home with a package full of papers, pictures, and information about every previous resident that lived there. Lo and behold, we found out that one of the very first residents, who built the house themselves, was named ELLEN.

There were wedding photos of her under an archway, in what was their extended living room, that was now MY bedroom.

We found out that Ellen had gone crazy, got sick, and died on the stairway IN THE HOUSE. Her casket sat in the exact spot they were married, which was THE EXACT SPOT WHERE I SLEPT EACH NIGHT.

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