A Jew once ran out of synogogue in the middle of his prayers, too rushed to finish. "Where are you running?" he was asked. "What could be so important that it prevents you from finishing praying?"

"I am running to fulfill G-d's commandmant," he answered. "G-d commanded us to find work, to make a vessel in which His blessings can reside."

"How do you know that you are running toward your source of livelihood?" retorted the others. "Perhaps you are running from it? Maybe your sustenance is not in front of you, but behind you! For example, it may be that in another few minutes someone will come here to offer you employment..."