... I'm going to give a strange personal example, which I've related on Catholic Answers Forums, which like this one, is based in the USA (I presume). That has a bearing on my story.
The pastor I had in my Presbyterian days, one Rev. Robert Missenden, was a wise old bird. He was also prophetic, if discouraging. I found that if he thought something would happen, it happened.
But there was one prediction he made that was right over the top.
We were talking in his office probably circa 1990 or 1991, as he died in January 1992. I knew him for about 9 years all up, but I'm pretty sure this prediction was late in the day.
The prediction was "I think you'll be doing a cleaning job for a short time. You won't like it much, and you won't do it for long, but I think the Lord will just want you to hear about a ghost." Then he added "I think you've seen this ghost before".
Now I knew by that time how accurate he was, but I thought it was silly, so I basically ignored it.
Incidentally he also predicted I'd lose the job I then had (which is relevant, as I would never have been doing cleaning if I hadn't). That happened in 1995. He also predicted he thought I'd become Catholic (which is also relevant or I would never have even thought of having a mass said for the "ghost". That happened circa 1996 or 1997.
So that was two more of his predictions which came true, even though he'd been dead for a few years.
But in early 2006 I was doing a cleaning job for a short time (about four months). I didn't like it much for various reasons, and I heard about a ghost!
I was being shown around an old store in Ipswich (west of Brisbane, Queensland, Australia) on my first night there (Friday night every week as it happened), then occupied by a company called Crazy Clarks (a discount store). The cleaning contract was mainly with Crazy Clarks and another company called Repco.
As he was showing me round, the young bloke showing me the job suddenly remarked, "This place is haunted!" I did a bit of a double take and said "What?" He went on to say that he thought a former manager had committed suicide upstairs in the 1890's. I later spoke to the staff there and they thought it was downstairs in the 1960's. They were probably correct.
Anyway the young bloke was scared of being there at night. He said one night, ALL the stock on one complete set of shelves just jumped up and landed on the floor. At other times he could push this very heavy buffer with one little finger (and it was heavy all right - one of my dislikes about the job was trying to get this thing back in the van after the job. You could easily have done your back in if you weren't careful). Something was pushing it with him....
He might have been scared, but I sort of got positive vibes when I was there, as though the suicidal "ghost" wanted me to do something. One night when I was there, and the shop had been locked for some time, a bloke walked out from the last row of shelves, smiled at me, and walked back again. I didn't see him again, and he wasn't one of the remaining couple of managers, nor was he a customer.
Well it took me some time to do anything. That was 20006. Around 2008 I finally got around to phoning the resident priest at Ipswich (I live 40kms away), and told him about it. He said "leave it to me." But I had this uneasy feeling he hadn't done anything, as I was just a voice on the phone with a strange story to tell. And this feeling nagged me. The Catholic Church in question was St. Mary's, Ipswich.
This is where Catholic Answers Forums comes in. One day in 2010 I was on Catholic Answers Forums, when I happened to notice a Fr. Michael Grac(e) as a recent poster, with Australia mentioned as his location. Note that he was the only Australian priest I'd seen on the forum at that point.
Out of the 1300 or so parishes in Australia at that time, guess which parish he was located in? St. Mary's, Ipswich! Pure coincidence of course! He only graduated from seminary in 2009, and was associate priest in 2010.
I even checked the church's website, and sure enough, there was his name on the billboard.
So via a personal email system through the Catholic Forum, I contacted him and told him the story from 2006. He emailed me back saying he really would say a mass for the suicidal manager, and to leave it at that. This time I felt more reassured, and basically just left it alone.
However fairly early last year (2015) I happened to be at one of the three churches in our parish, in a small town called Jimboomba. While I was there I got this nagging sense to purchase a copy of the Catholic Leader, our local Catholic rag. And there on page 5 or 6 was Fr. Michael Grace again, but this time he was shown at a wine and cheese evening in support of a right to life movement, at the Catholic Church in Wilston, Brisbane.
This raised my eyebrows, as when the old Presbyterian pastor made the original prediction, he did so at Wilston Presbyterian Church, a few hundred meters from the Catholic Church where Fr. Grace was now domiciled.
So I sent him another email via his church website, pointing out his close proximity to the church where the pastor had made the original prediction.
A couple of days later I got an email back saying "Just to raise the spookiness level another notch, Jimboomba was my home parish before I went into seminary!".
So this prediction followed me from losing my job in 1995, becoming Catholic in 1996 or 97, a cleaning job in 2006 where I heard about a ghost, to an Australian priest on an American based forum, to the same Church in proximity to the "ghost", to another Catholic Church close to where the pastor made the original prediction, with a link back to the church where I picked up the Leader.
Then there was the bit about "seeing this ghost before".
When I was about 15 circa 1970 (Geez, I'm getting old), my father and I would sometimes go camping at a locality called Legume, just over the border in New South Wales. To get there we'd go via Ipswich, Warwick and Killarney. These days there's a bypass to Warwich, but back then it didn't exist, and we had to go through Ipswich. There is another possible route, but it takes a lot longer.
I remember one trip when we were on our way home. As we were driving down the main road in Ipswich (Brisbane Street), I saw this bloke standing on the footpath with a briefcase in his hand. He looked really resigned and frustrated. There was hardly anybody else around as it was probably a Sunday or public holiday. I looked at him and he looked at me. As we passed him I looked back for some unknown reason. He sort of shrugged, turned, and then walked through a shop door. Trouble was the door was shut at the time.
It gave me the heebie geebies and I wondered if I was seeing things. I did my best to forget it, but then there was the episode with the old pastor.
Now I'd never told the pastor about this event, but somehow he just "knew". And the only way he could see the future "ghost" even was if God was telling him. The devil can't see the future - he can put two and two together better than we can, but he can't see the future like God can. God won't let him. A well known Catholic exorcist gave me that information.
So ... God told the old pastor about the ghost. It took about 15 years before the event started to happen. I made a lot of decisions in that time, but I still found myself doing a cleaning job for a short time, didn't like it much, and hearing about a ghost. The priest was moved from Ipswich to the Cathedral and later to Wilston by indepenent authority (the Archbishop), but he found himself in close proximity to the church where the prediction was originally made.
Coincidence? Like hell!
God sees the future like a map. We make our decisions within that map, but He doesn't force us to make them.