Strategic placement

Tonight, after copy editing, I grabbed some orange juice from the fridge and I said hi to this sweet freshman girl. I don't know her name; I felt bad, but I struck up a conversation anyway. We talked about my Beads for Life necklace and how we need to sign up for bag lunches. She signed up for two -- brilliant. I've lived here for two years now and I have yet to figure that out.

She signed me up for a lunch, asking, "Is it Sarah with or without an H?" An H, I said. She also wrote my last name and spelled it perfectly.

I didn't even know her name.

After I figured out who she was, I sent her a Facebook message shortly, saying how fun it was to bump into her. I'm always coming and going, going and coming, and rarely do we have the chance to have a conversation that extends past "hey-howareyou?-goodyou?-good." 

She replied back and said she really looks up to me.

She really looks up to me, but I've never shared coffee with this girl, never hung out with her, never even bothered to learn her name. And she looks up to me. I'm blessed. It makes me wonder how many other people look up to us without us even knowing. It brings real significance to this life we live. 

In my marketing classes, we talk about strategic placement, putting ads in places where the target market is most likely to see them. A lipstick ad in Glamour, a cologne ad in GQ. God does that in our lives. He strategically places each person we meet. 

"Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation. Let us come before him with thanksgiving and extol him with music and song. For the LORD is the great God, the great King above all gods. In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him. The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land." Psalm 95:1-5