I’m sitting in one of my places, Starbucks on Talmadge. I sit at a round table to the left of the door and I pull up another round table when it’s not crowded because I need room to spread out my work.

The Talmadge Starbucks is one of my places; I’ve claimed a lot of other places in my lifetime, too many to recount here.

I believe that there is nothing random about my path, about the people I’ve encountered, about the opportunities I’ve discovered, the places I’ve lived.

Saturday afternoon, I sat down on  a plane next to a girl named Sam. She missed her early morning flight and sat at the airport all day waiting to get on Air Tran Flight 166 from Atlanta to Detroit. When she got on the plane, she sat down next to the window, in row 14.

I joined Sam in row 14. We talked; she’d been reading a book at school about a plane crash and she felt nervous about flying. I asked her if she believes in God. She told me a really cool story about her father, and heroin addiction, and how Jesus saved his life when doctors told him that if he continued his drug abuse, he’d be dead within the month.

After a while, she turned to me and told me that she wants to be a writer.

Sam, I don’t know if you’ll read this, but I want you to know that it is no accident that you missed your flight and we sat together on Saturday. I believe that God brought us together for a reason, and if I can help you on your path toward becoming a writer, I’d like to.

Because, though it sounds like a cliche, I believe everything happens for a reason.

Everything is full of purpose.

So Friday evening, when I sat in a new friend’s living room in Atlanta, I felt sure, overwhelmed, and happy and SURE, that I was exactly in the place I was meant to be.

And how I got there, well, that’s a long story that involves so many detailed connections that had to add up just right to make sure I got to where I needed to be. I can trace it back, step by step, and if I missed even one of the steps, I might have ended up somewhere completely different.

Except that I didn’t. Except that I ended up exactly where I needed to be.

I am in awe of all that God does in my life every single day that could seem random but isn’t.

How I’ve met people on Twitter, connecting with them, a few out of millions. Now God is weaving our lives together through significant work together.

Where I live, where I go, what I say, and what I do, makes a difference.

Where you live, where you go, what you say, and what you do makes a difference.

There are no accidents.

You are exactly where you need to be, right now.

From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. – Acts 17:26

Tell me something! What are your places? What seems random in your life, but isn’t? What are you in awe of today?