MELBOURNE, FL—Now I know I’m crazy—no ifs, ands, or buts about it. I hesitate to even post this, but in the interest of transparency and the truly straight-out-of-a-movie quality of the last unbelievable act… well, anyway, I’m seriously starting to question my own sanity, so take this post for what it’s worth. I hesitated nearly a week talking about this whisper because it was so unusual, but somehow it came out yesterday (and under duress I might add) after our Thanksgiving meal and it seems that just by voicing it, it may have put The Rule of Threes into affect.
Judge for yourself (and judge me all you want), but you’ve been warned.
From today’s entry of my Miracle Log (minor edits for clarification):
The Rule Of Threes
“From now on, each act will be returned three-fold.”
Interpretation: Her whisper felt like a new law of nature which She’s decided to enact, sort of like “gravity” or “warmth.” A law not just for me, but for everyone: Do a good act, and you will receive three good acts in return. Do a bad act, and you will receive three bad acts in return. Ditto for selfish acts, loving acts, kind, angry, violent, whatever acts.
I hadn’t noticed anything different until yesterday when I reluctantly voiced it to Mom and Jeff after our Thanksgiving meal (at Jeff’s constant badgering).
After telling them about it, I asked if it is fair if others are affected by it if they hadn’t heard about it yet and Jeff immediately said, “No.”
I asked, since I wasn’t sure if I was crazy or not, if I should share it on the blog and Mom immediately said, “Not if you’re not certain.”
GOOD ACT: This morning at Panera Bread, I donated a dollar to a charity box. There was no peer pressure, it was just a box sitting there on the counter. It was a spontaneous act. It wasn’t just my change like I normally do, but an extra dollar that I pulled from my wallet, which was unusual for me. For some reason (the holidays? I don’t know), I just felt compelled to help the children the charity was designed for. It was not because I was expecting something in return since I didn’t even think about the “new rule.”
RETURN I: I got a great, unexpected deal on the new Lazy Boy chair I bought today for the van. The Thanksgiving sale (which I did know about) ran out yesterday, but they had an unannounced (at least, no mention of it on their website) Black Friday sale of an additional 25% off the Thanksgiving sale price until 11 am that morning (and it was 10:30 when I walked in the door). I ended up saving (unexpectedly) about $450 off retail ($900-$450).
RETURN II: A half hour later, I told Mom I wanted to pay her for next year’s rent on the storage lot where I’m keeping my trailer at their condo but she adamantly insisted I not, “It’s only $20 per month. If it was $50, that might be another matter.” We’re both stubborn (everyone in my family is stubborn), but she won out. I unexpectedly saved $240.
(At this point, I still didn’t recognize the pattern, nor did I even think about the new Rule of Threes.)
RETURN III: A few minutes later, as I left the folks and while driving down Wickham Road, a motorcycle coming the other way hit what looked like a small bundle on the highway and it exploded (the bundle, not the motorcycle) into a cloud of cash bills (I don’t know if they were ones or fives or twenties or what). I kept going, thinking how truly bizarre this was—like something out of a movie—then I remembered The Rule and realized this was the third time today that “free money” had unexpectedly appeared. I considered this RETURN III because my odd, “boundary-less” state includes everyone (and judging by the stopped cars I saw in my rearview mirror, I’m thinking quite a few people came into some free money).
As I said, I was hesitant to mention this, but today’s “coincidences” were too much for me to ignore.
Treat someone harshly, and you’ll be treated harshly three times in return (by them or others). Show love to someone and you’ll be shown love three times in return (by them or others). Ditto selfish acts, kind acts, etc..
That’s what She told me. Take it for what it’s worth. I know it sounds crazy and I won’t blame you if you stop following this blog.
If it’s true, the implications are so deep and profound on so many levels it boggles the mind. If it’s not true, then I’m just crazy and you’ll understand why sometimes it sucks to be me.
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