Little things matter

I came across this little speech somewhere… 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 T T L E’ things.

Little things that make our days annoying. Like when we spill coffee on our desks, when we are rushing to catch a bus and the boring neighbor stops us to say hi and ask hows everything going, when we drive to work and the guy right ahead of us drives at 20 mph on a 45 mph speed zone, when your boss gives you that extra work right when you are ready to leave…

The security head told the survivors…
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 in 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.

Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone, spill things… I think to myself, this is exactly what I am supposed to be doing at this moment. I don’t get annoyed by this any more.

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 we all be blessed with all those annoying little things that make our life and may we remember their possible purpose.

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