Attribution Error

3 things I commonly interpret as signs of divine favor.

  1. Waking up before my alarm goes off.
  2. Any and all precipitation.
  3. Good songs on the radio when I drive to work. (“Watching the Detectives” was playing as I pulled into work yesterday. God was obviously pleased with me.)

How about you?

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6 thoughts on “Attribution Error”

  1. Finding money in a pair of pants I haven’t worn in a while. (how did it get there? You know.)

  2. Seeing wild animals unexpectedly (once I saw a deer in the bushes of Maeser hill as I walked to class in the middle of the afternoon). (I’ve never come face-to-face with a bear–I guess that could change my perception of wild animal serendipity.)

    Also, spring in general always makes me think that God wants to remind us of hope in general. I always think of the afternoon about 2 years ago when we came back from getting an ultrasound at the hospital. The doctors had told us 2 weeks earlier that it seemed I had miscarried. They couldn’t detect a heartbeat, but they said they couldn’t know for sure until they could do another ultrasound 2 weeks later. We alternately hoped and grieved for those two interminable weeks, then went to the hospital prepared to hear that indeed there was no baby growing inside me anymore. Instead, we got to hear Reese’s heartbeat for the first time. When we got home, the first thing I saw was a tiny yellow crocus poking its head up from the dead winter grass of our front lawn. Hope! Sure, it was probably about time for spring anyway, but it was very good timing for me.

    How come my entries can’t be all succinct like everyone elses?

  3. getting away with using the same paper 3 times. and getting a higher grade on it every time i turn it in.

  4. knowing that forcing my 7th grader to stay after school for math lab will completely mess up my afternoon schedule. Leaving the house to begin that schedule. Seeing him come walking up the street,having ‘forgotten” to stay.

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