After Sept. 11th, I happened to call a man on business whom I didn't know and haven't nor will probably ever  talk to again. But on this particular day, he felt like talking.  He was the head of security for a company that had invited  the remaining members of another company who had been decimated by the attack on the Twin Towers to share their office space.  With his voice full of awe he told me stories of why these people were alive and their counterparts were dead. In the end, all the stories were just about the little things that happen to us.  You might know, the head of the company got in late  that day because his son started kindergarten. 

 

Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts.  There were other stories that I hope and pray will someday be gathered and put in a book.  The one that struck me was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work, but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive.

 

Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone...all the little things that annoy me...I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment.  

 

May God continue to bless you with all those annoying  things.