The Things We Find

     I have a habit (good or bad) of picking things up off the ground. I dislike litter and part of me does it to do my part in helping clean up the world. The other part of me is more interested in the glimpses I get into the lives of people I'll never get to meet. 
     For example, one time I picked up a piece of paper that ended up being someones dropped shopping list. Among the list of crossed out items, a hastily written note in the corner read "Don't forget to buy a gift!". I found myself wondering who was getting a gift. A parent? A significant other? A Child? I also found myself wondering what the eventual gift might be. A toy? A book? 
     Anyway, the reason I tell you this about myself is because sometimes, I pick things up that change my life. Today was one of those times. I was out running errands earlier and I found a folded piece of paper on the sidewalk. Picking it up, I stuffed it into my pocket. I was nowhere near a trashcan and I was running late so I figured I'd toss it out later. 
     Later came and went. Apparently I forgot about the slip of paper. I'm really glad I did. After settling down for the night, I started emptying my pocket and found the paper. This is what it said:

      
     I wonder who wrote this and why. I can only imagine the thoughts running through the person's mind when they penned this. The words are a powerful reminder to never limit yourself in anything you do. The universe works in mysterious ways, and I don't believe that coincidence is the reason that I found this today. Let the words sink in. Feel their power. Do great things.