When I went to work today, I decided to make it an interesting day, full of excitement, and work hard to finish my project. It was not a problem to get a lot done on my AutoCAD drawing, since my co-worker, Yiorgos, burned me a CD. I turned on the music, got in the zone and buckled down on my work. But what I didn't see coming was how in one instant my day could become so interesting.

Around 2 pm, I was interrupted by a few people from the office running outside after some Greek words were exchanged. I followed the crowd to see what all of the fuss was about.

At the east end of the Acropolis, a man was standing on top of the wall shouting at the top of his lungs. It took me a minute to realize what was going on, but with the help of my friend translating, I understood. The grown Greek man was about to commit suicide. He was going to jump off of the Acropolis and crash down hundreds of feet below on the rocks of the wall.

I don't know why I watched the whole episode, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him for what felt like 20 minutes. I was so nervous, but curious at the same time. I prayed for him and stood from afar  watching intensely as my coworkers pulled him down and did their best to settle him down. 

What on earth could be going wrong in his life for him to act in such a way? Could it possibly be the Greek crisis or the outcome of the elections this past Sunday? 

Needless to say, I saw God work in strange ways today. Not only with helping me be productive with work and making the day interesting, but he also overcame this man's willingness to end his life. 

Right near the Greek flag was where this man was standing... The height of the Acropolis ranges from 60-100 m above the ground.