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My Journey to the right people at the right time

This is one of the few times that I write a blog in a rush. I am taking a trip for work and I have to be there in a few minutes. Don't worry. I will try my best not to rush my ideas (how can we do that?)

Last week I went with my friend Paul to do a presentation for a new immigrants organization on "How our thoughts affect our reality ". It was a great presentation (can I get a standing ovation please?). Before we left, we made sure that we gave each person one of the quotes that has inspired Paul and me over the years. The name of the quote is: “Everything happens for a reason”. I guess many of you have read it. If not, I should get a commission from the person who wrote it .....unfortunately, that person is unknown.

In that quote, there is a statement that says: " Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, they serve some sort of purpose, to teach you a lesson or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become ”. I think this is true at so many levels.

There have been many people who came into my life who have helped me in a way that I will never forget. And they were there at the right time. It seems like it was by design (I believe it is). I can think of many, but I will start with the most important one .

This lady is now in her sixties . She has been through a lot of challenging times but she made it through. She kept a positive attitude, and I think that very few people could endure what she went through. Regardless, she did something that nobody will ever do for me (and what an amazing job: she gave birth to a genious). As you may have guessed. I am talking about my mom. Don't you think she is amazing? I mean, look at me! Aren't you looking at a masterpiece? Lol

I can't help but think about people who came through my path at the right time. How about the guy who paid for my flight to Canada when I was desperate to get it (three days before my trip I had no money to pay for my ticket )? How about the businessman who sponsored my entire project to bring Canadian journalists to my home country (see my blog on my journey to my first major project)? My friend Marius bought me lunch for an entire year when I had no job (how about that one?). The list goes on

As I was thinking about all of this, I thought about a friend of mine back home who told me months ago that he had lost his job. As I thought about him, I felt that I wanted to do something for him . I decided to send him some cash. When I called him today, he was very surprised for many reasons. First of all, he was surprised because it had been almost six months since we last spoke. Above all, I called him when he was at church (I was so sorry to interrupt God), and as he was praying, he thought of....me. He told me that he had decided to send me an e-mail after church just to see how I was doing. And then I called (coincidence???. I don't think so). I told him about how I wanted to help him. I could hear all the emotions on the other side of the line.

I have been blessed to meet the right people at the right time, but today I was the right person at the right time for my friend. And you know what? It feels great !

Moral of the story? Would you like to meet the right people at the right time? Just go to church, you will think of me and I will give you a call.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
pbizindavyi6@gmail.com

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