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Today's poem or short story prompt is the word "coincidence".
WHY THERE WAS
ReplyDeleteA GUITAR IN PETOSKEY
IN AUGUST OF 1998
it is very difficult for me to believe
that God orchestrated events
over the last several hundred years
so that an instrument would be invented
and that a system of distribution would be implemented
that would bring a guitar to the chaplain
so that my grandparents would travel from Italy to America
and the chaplain's ancestors would travel from Ireland to America
and that his career path would be one
that would bring him to our hospital
so that a hospital would be build within ten minutes of our crash site
and that the right doctor and the right equipment would be there
that would save at least one of the girls
so that the chaplain would be there that night
and the idea would cross my mind to play some songs
that might bring a little comfort to at least one of my girls
it is very difficult for me to believe
that all of that was orchestrated
but it is even more difficult for me to believe
that it was 'just a coincidence'
- Mike Fedel
June, 2013