The wit Mark Twain observed: "Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities, truth isn't."
Below is a very old newspaper clipping which expands on this thought.
For those of us look at life, our own lives especially, and find that many of the incidents in it seem just too coincidental to be mere coincidence, we suspect there is purpose and intention. The general order of the universe is our basis for faith in the idea of a Supreme Intelligence behind it.
Life seems to have a flow, a tide if you will, within which one can swim according to or against. I'm not arguing that going with the flow of your life will mean everything is always hunky-dory. Life isn't that way in general. The price of admission to this fantastic experience is that there will highs along with lows, sadness alternating with gladness and dark places here and there in the light places.
The patterns are all there. Our intuition can be our guide if sought and relied upon. Life has often been referred to as a game. How we play it has everything to do with how it plays out.