While we’re on the topic of spiritual communication, I have wanted to say for some time that nothing pleases me more than to read on the various message boards notes like this: “I stumbled across your post when looking for something else, and it is exactly what I needed to hear.”

I believe that most coincidences are mini-miracles.

Take the story of how I met my guardian Angel Ann, or how Chris LaPanta was there to save little Will from drowning on Ash Wednesday, or when Rose Nowak sent me a medal of St. Therese at a critical time in my depression.

Last winter, while reading Deepak Chopra’s book “The Spontaneous Fulfillment of Desire: Harnessing the Infinite Power of Coincidence,” I started a “coincidence log,” as he suggests, where I’d jot down my intention and then what transpired.

My first entry: “Intention: to get a part-time tutoring job.”

The very next day I went running, and passed a guy (actually, he passed me) who directed the Academic Center at the Naval Academy. I asked this friend of a friend if he knew of any tutoring positions.

“Funny you should ask,” he said. “Yesterday I talked to the director of the Writing Center, and they just received some funding that allows them to hire some part-time tutors. He asked me if I knew of anyone.”

Wow. I liked this Deepak exercise!

Eric (the aquaintence, not my hubby Eric) gave me the guy’s e-mail, and I set up an interview with him. The next day, I went running again. In front of me was Eric, again, walking with a young man in uniform.

“Eric,” I said. “I don’t see you for months, and then two days in a row.”

“How ironic,” he said, pointing to the man next to him. “This is Chip Crane, who directs the Writing Center.”

“Oh hi, Therese,” Chip said, shaking my hand. “We’re set to meet tomorrow morning, right?”

Right. And that’s when I was hired as a part-time writing tutor.

What do you think? Are coincidences are mini-miracles?