Where God Wants Me To Be

After Sept. 11 … a man made a call to another business man. The other man felt like talking. He was head of security of a company that had invited the remaining members of a company who had been decimated by the attack on the TwinTowers to share their office space. With his voice full of awe he told shared stories of why these people were alive and their counterparts were dead ….and all the stories were just little things.

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.

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 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.

**** There were other stories that perhaps someday can be gathered and put in a book. ****

The one was about a 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 you’re stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone … all the little things that annoy you… it may be good to remind yourself, this may be exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment.

Where God Wants Me To Be

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