I, in fact, am not a believer of coincidence. I believe all things happen for a reason and those nods of encouragement are, what SQuire Rushnell, calls God Winks. If you go to his website, you can learn more. I've got my own God Wink story that encourages my belief of a heaven, afterlife, or whatever you would call it in your own words.
This story was shared at the eulogy of my husband's grandmother's memorial service:
Grandma always loved to sew. Quilting was her favorite love but when she first began exploring the many facets of sewing, she tried her hand at crocheting. As a younger woman, Grandma practiced her crocheting on little handkerchiefs. She made over 80 of these little treasures and kept them over the years. Even when situations caused her to downsize and give away many items she'd collected over the years, Grandma made sure to keep those 80 handkerchiefs.
When Grandma passed away, her youngest daughter was packing her personal belongings from the nursing home. She found these 80 handkerchiefs and had a strong notion, a pressing, that these handkerchiefs should be the last gift Grandma would give.
At the memorial service, the female guests were encouraged to choose their own handkerchief as a gift to them from Grandma: Grandma's last gift. When all the guests had gone through the viewing line, the final female guest took the final handkerchief. In other words, there were EXACTLY the right number of handkerchiefs. Not one more, not one less.
Do you believe in coincidence or God winks?