Too many connections for it all to be random

So I really try to keep this blog away from the religious side of stuff. I'm fine talking about my faith. I just feel a little uncomfortable writing about it on a blog with the possibility of offending people sometimes. But I started thinking about something last night and recently and I just had to write it.

As most of you, if not all, know, I am a Christian. Last night in my church's small group, we were talking about different things and I started thinking back about how I've gotten the place that I am, and hope to be at, in my life.

Campbell house:
- My parents house was built by Horace Bixby, who taught Mark Twain to be a steamboat pilot. I love this house.
- Freshman year of college, I went to the Nelson Atkins Art Museum for extra credit, and then went to dinner with a professor afterward. In talking about my house, she asked if I had thought about historic preservation. Lightbulb.
- I start talking about my interest in historic preservation to my parent's friend, a former history teacher who, with his wife, owned our house for 30 years till we bought it. He says he docents at Campbell House Museum and I should come over.
- I go into Campbell House and fall in love. He gets me a summer internship here. T hat leads to 3 summers here, my interest in museum studies, and a 2 year long internship through UMSL's museum studies program that has showed me a love for museum education.

Connections -
1. I discovered right after I had gotten into UMSL that the Nelson Atkins Art Museum in Kansas City, where I went on the field trip that led to the dinner that started me on this path, is about a block away from both Campbell St. and Charlotte St. Those two streets are named for Charlotte Campbell. Charlotte Campbell is Robert's niece, the wife of John Campbell, who Robert worked with.

Campbell House and Natchez:
- I did an internship last summer at Natchez National Historical park. I loved it. I plan to go back there.
- There is a job open at Rosalie mansion in Natchez as manager, where you actually live behind the antebellum mansion in an original dependency/studio apartment above the kitchen. I've applied for it and have good connections down there.

Connections -
1. Horace Bixby, who built my parents house, taught Mark Twain to be a steamboat pilot. Once Twain got his license, he was hired by Robert Campbell's steamboat business.
- Both Bixby and Twain would have piloted ships past Natchez and probably stopped there. Twain talks about Natchez-under-the-hill in Life on the Mississippi, same book he talks about Bixby in.
- Rosalie overlooks the Mississippi River, the same river Twain and Bixby would have been piloting their boats on
- There's a church in Natchez that shows a collection of pictures of Natchez. It includes a ton of pictures of the Anchor Line, the line that Bixby was co-owner of for a while. They include interior pictures of Bixby's boats. Pictures we never would've known existed had I not gone to Natchez.

IF I get the job at Rosalie:
1. President Grant was a friend of Robert Campbell's. He actually came to visit Campbell 2x, once when Virginia Campbell hosted him by herself. Once when they had a huge party for him which included James Eads, Henry Shaw, and General Sherman.
- When Grant took Vicksburg, he set up his HQ in Natchez. He picked Rosalie as his HQ, because it overlooks the river.

There are connections with church and my house but I don't think that's so much someone guiding me as St. Louis and Lafayette Square funniness. The other connection is to Galveston, where there's a job open, but it's more that I loved playing there as a kid, my cousin moved there a few years ago, and now there's a job open - that could easily be coincidence, cause there are LOTS of people who love living in Galveston.

Anyway, my point is, look at all these connections. I know there are people who would say, well it's all just coincidence. But to me, I just feel like when you look at it all, you can't say life is completely random. I feel like all these things prove that there is someone or something up there guiding me and us. Now I'm not trying to prove who or what that is cause that's a whole can of worms that I won't get into. I think it's God, you may not, whatever. Point is there are just way too many connections for this and life to be completely random. Agree? Disagree? Your thoughts?