I Had To Stop

The other day, as I was driving home from work, I saw this lady walking and pushing one of those tall carts on wheels.  It looked like she had groceries in the cart.  It was a really cold and very blustery day.  The wind was just brutal.   Where my office is, it is commonplace to see people walking.  Some are homeless, pushing carts with their possession in them.  Others are on their way somewhere.  But never, have I ever had the urge to pull over and give someone a ride.

This time, something was different about this lady. Or more than likely something had shifted in my heart.  I had this strong urge to turn the car around and offer to give her a ride.  I wrestled with my thoughts.  Thinking:  "Really?  What's up with that"  "I've never had this kind of thought before"  "What if ... ?"

But I did.  I  turned my car around and pulled over near her.  I pulled up slowly, smiled really big and asked "Would you like a ride?  It's so cold and windy.  Can I give you a lift home?"  It was her eyes that I remember the most.  She was elderly and had a beautiful smile.  She graciously declined the offer to squeeze into a little VW bug with her groceries, saying that her home was just a 1/2 a block away.  But those eyes!  They were bright and blue.  There had to be stories galore behind those eyes.  I found myself just wanting to talk with her.  To ask her about her life, her stories.  But, I pulled away and really was near tears because I felt that I had just missed out on someone wonderful.

So, I prayed as I drove on.  Asking the Father to bless her as He saw fit.  It also made me think of others that the Father sees and I don't.  It was a moment of grace and awareness all rolled into one.


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