August 3, 2006

• It’s been an amazing day of roadblocks and perfect timing.  This morning when I woke up, I was determined to get to the swimming pool for laps early in the day. A dozen little things kept happening that kept me from leaving. I was beginning to get frustrated as I finally got the last of the roadblocks out of the way.  As I walked out the door, the mailman came up the walk with my husband’s passport that I needed to sign for. I almost missed him! 

  After swimming, I needed to stop by a store, but I couldn’t decide which would be easiest.  Finally, I decided to go to Target.  I couldn’t find a place to park at first. So finally, I walked into the store. Behind me I heard a familiar voice, “Esa, come here.”  I only know one boy named Esa, and he is the son of a dear friend of mine who lives in Dubai, UAE. Her mother is my next door neighbor, and I knew she was in town, but we hadn’t managed to visit.  She was right behind me with her children.  How great to see her!  What an orchestrated moment!  All my little frustrations and hinderances got me to the perfect places twice today.  How many other times has that happened? Probably more than I’ll ever know!!

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