Fate Is Not a Fickle Finger

By Jim Berlin

A Wednesday: College and active Marine Corps duty finally behind, I accepted my first job in journalism as a cub reporter in an adjoining state. A career I’d settled on at age eight.

On Thursday: While actually in the process of packing, I got a surprise offer from a newspaper closer to home and took it.

On Friday: My first night in the new city – a city never before visited – someone mentioned a coffee house called La Bodega. I went there, found a corner, ordered espresso, listened to a folk singer do a blues number called “Alberta”…

Alberta, let your hair hang down/ Alberta, let your hair hang down/ I’ll give you more gold/ Than your apron can hold/ If you’ll only let your hair hang down.

At 9 o’clock a guy came in with his date, a dark-haired beauty who snapped all my senses to full attention. They could have sat anywhere but he chose a spot that put her next to me. So close I had just enough time to get her name when he went to the restroom.

On Saturday: After some tough detective work (I had her last name wrong), I tracked the lady down and we went out for coffee.

Today, a Saturday again, we’re celebrating 50 years of marriage.

Some people say fate is fickle – just a fanciful concept for the way things happen to turn out. I say Fate is the finger of God, not pushing us about like chess pieces, but gently prodding, pointing…hoping we’ll notice the path He wants us to choose.

And, if I could today, I’d give her more gold…than her apron could hold.



5 thoughts on “Fate Is Not a Fickle Finger

  1. Congratulations!!! 50 years of marriage, what a milestone! Yes, God is active in the lives of men and women, and He is willing to guide and direct us if we are open to Him and yield our will to Him.

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