A Perfect Stranger......

" I do desire, we be better strangers."

William Shakespeare


Unspeakable Speaks....

We walk by people daily never saying a word to them. Often times I find myself wondering what a persons' life must be like: imagining how their voice must sound, what they like, who they love, and what drives them. All of my questions could be answered with a simple gesture..by saying hello. I don't know about you, but the thought of having someone reject my gesture of hello by either ignoring me or choosing not to respond has kept me in many cases from venturing out to have my questions of character answered. When I go to radiation, I keep to myself only communicating with my "machine team" and radiation oncologist. I have made it a habit to avoid my urges to have my character questions answered not because the other patients don't want to be bothered, but because my own insecurities surface when I enter the building. The only conversations that I have held with other patients have been as a result of them engaging in conversation with me. I can't help but to think that they had the same if not more "questions of character" for me and the insecurities that I let stop me, did not hinder them from connecting with another human being.


Last Thursday as I sat in the waiting room, a young lady walked in to meet the other members of her family. As she approached, I noticed that she gave me a second glance after the initial one. Her family eager to leave, she walked over to me and said hello. I looked at her and said hello back and as I did, she handed me several pieces of paper and told me to have a good day. I accepted the papers and thanked her. When I looked down, I realized that what she had given me was "life". That perfect stranger had given me a handout that consisted of a prayer and scriptures for healing. What an amazing gift to give to someone sitting in a hospital waiting room. This perfect stranger had no idea why I was there, but she put aside all of her insecurities and fear of rejection to bless me. That experience provided me with an unimaginable lesson in humility.

I wanted to share that experience with all of you because what that perfect stranger did was a true act of Christian love . How many of us would have taken that step to bless someone else without being asked? There are people in the church that won't even speak to others, much less hand them a tool necessary for their healing. It is imperative that we mature in our Christian experience, by demonstrating acts of kindness towards others:believers and unbelievers alike. You never know whose soul may be saved as a result of your actions.

To My Perfect Stranger:
It is my prayer that God bless you and your family triple that of what you have blessed me with. I pray that every scripture that you handed me comes alive in your life and that healing manifest in your life and the lives of those around you. I pray that you prosper even as your soul prospers. I believe with you that God can change things and people and because of you, I am forever changed for the better. Be Blessed.