There are people in the world who believe in luck and don't see the hand of God in daily miracles.

We say that we are lucky when we meet the right person at the right time in the correct place. God arranges chance encounters all the time. People that meet and form friendships that last a life time are not lucky, they are blessed.

My wife is the luckiest decision I have ever made. First Lutheran Church in South San Francisco was the place where I met her when she was fourteen years old. I was an older man of nineteen and thought that she was very cute, and much too young to ask out. I was correct, at the time. She became a woman of seventeen and I had become an old man of twenty two. We went out together on a non-date. It was an every member visit. We went to former communicant members' houses and explained what was now going on at First Lutheran Church. We had been paired-up by a friend of my future wife's mother-and the rest is another story about 38 years of marriage.

My friend of the past 50 years lives in Texas, with his wife. He and I met in elementary school in So. City, and both went to First Lutheran Church. He joined the boy scouts, and I joined the boy scouts-unbeknownst to each other this was another of those chance meetings that were not our choice, at all. God knew he was to be my friend, as well as his parents. I was his best man at his first wedding at Fort Sam Houston, Texas, in 1968. He was my best man at First Lutheran in 1970. We are his first born's God-parents, and he was our oldest daughter's.

Time and tide alter all things, except for God's promises. He has promised to watch out for all who worship, love and obey Him. Love, and the people we meet in life that matter to us go hand in hand. People are put in our path, and some of them have an incredibly profound effect on who we become and how happy we are. There is no way to know, at the time of our chance meeting, who will become our wives, husbands, friends. Perhaps the biggest miracle any of us will know is the day we are born, our parents, our country, and the medical care that we and our parents receive. I was born in the greatest country in the world, to a Christian couple who provided me with my brother and enough money for all of us to get by. My grandparents on both sides of the family were loving Christian people. I was baptized, I went to Sunday school and take for granted that Jesus of Nazareth is the Son of the Living God-God himself. This

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