I tend to see it like the poem
Quote:
My Life Is But A Weaving
By Grant Tuller
My life is but a weaving, between my God and me.
I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily.
Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,
forget He sees the upper, and I the underside.
Not till the loom is silent and the shuttle ceases to fly,
will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver's hand
as the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.
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I once heard an insightful presentation on that poem, with vivid imagery on just how we look at the tapestry of life from below and see nothing but ragged threads and knots and dull colors and no real pattern or picture ....
BUT
from above, and where God sees it, is the whole perfect picture in vivid color and without any flaws
To me that is how "synchronicity" works...it is all part of God's weaving
