Who decides?

This morning on the news was a report on a plane crash in Buffalo New York were 49 people on the plane and 1 on the ground died. It kind of makes me wonder why just 1 person on the ground died. I mean what are the odds that this one person would get hit by a plane. Was he in the wrong place at the right time or the right place at the wrong time? Maybe he was at the right place at the right time.Who decides? Does the big guy have a big book with all our names in it and when he gets bored he opens it randomly to any page, run his finger down and say, Hmmm, Joe Shmooe it's your turn.          I wonder if it's like a video game. Does he have a screen and a joy stick and has to guide the plane to his target. Wouldn't it be easier just to strike him with lightening? That raises the question was it was the people on the plane time to go and he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.         You know it's like being that one guy that has the only winning ticket to Power Ball out of the millions of tickets sold only the prize is better if you believe in heaven.If you don't it's like loosing the ticket.