How important is any given day? It depends, I suppose on which day it is, but when you get to thinking about it, you realize that many big events of our lives happen in a single day. What if we’d been somewhere else? How different would our life be today? When I was seventeen, on what I thought to be just a day like every other day, I was riding down the road in my ’49 Chevy, and I saw a girl crossing the street. Living in a relatively small town, I thought I knew all the girls, but I had never seen this one. I turned around and went back to find out who she was and why I hadn’t seen her before (when you’re a 17 yr. old boy, those things are of major importance). Now, 39 years, 3 children, 6 grandchildren, and a whole lot of history later, I realize that was a major event in my life. What if I had not been going down that road on that day at that time? What about today? What little normal seeming thing will be a major event in my life or the lives of others? I will do well to realize that this is the day that the Lord has made, and that I should rejoice and be glad in it, because it surely has the potential to be a banner day.