The Little things

After Sept. 11th,  one company invited the remaining members of other companies who had been decimated by the attack on the Twin Towers  to share their available office space.

At a morning meeting, the head of security told stories of why these people were alive... and all the stories were just:

the 'L I TT L E' things.

As you might know, the head of the company survived
that day because his son started kindergarten.

Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts.

One woman was late because her
alarm clock didn't go off in time.

One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident.

One of them
missed his bus.

One spilled food on her clothes and had to take
time to change.

One's
car wouldn't start.

One went back to
answer the telephone.

One had a
child that dawdled
and didn't get ready as soon as he should have.

One couldn't
get a taxi.

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 today.

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..

Next time your morning seems to be
going wrong,

the children are slow getting dressed,
you can't seem to find the car keys,
you hit every traffic light,
don't get mad or frustrated;

God is at work watching over you!

May God continue to bless you
with all those annoying little things
and may you remember their possible purpose.

lizzle wrote: this reminds me of my nana. she was supposed to catch the train that was in the tangiwai disaster. she missed it and was so angry. My grandfather was searching through bodies to find her. When he finaly got home she knew nothing about the acciedent and called him up all annoyed that he was out when she wanted him to come and pick her up.

My MIL and her sisters missed that train too.  Just imagine, if she'd caught it she'd never have been around to have Ian and with no Ian I'd never have had Michaela.  Something as simple as missing a train can be far reaching.

Love it!!