Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Crossing the Street with Jesus...

Yesterday I was crossing the street to run some documents over to another department. I saw a man crossing the street and he was struggling with his walker. His briefcase kept falling off of his walker. He was dressed in a very nice suit. He had a difficult time walking. I found myself praying, praying people would be patient with him as he crossed the street. I couldn’t wait for the light to turn fast enough so I could get to him. I finally made it across the street and so did he. I contemplated at first not saying anything, what if he didn’t want my help. However, I just went for it. His face lit up and he said, “Yes please, Can you help me up the steps.” He proceeded to introduce himself to me and tell me his life. He had been in an accident and said it had been difficult for him and he was here to get a job. He asked me what I did on campus and various things about my life and my day. I helped him up the stairs and we rode the elevator together. When I got off to my destination he said, “I hope I see you again very soon.” I couldn’t help but smile and swallow hard at the same time. Little did that man know that he did more for me in five minutes than I could have ever done in a life time. I didn’t want to share this story at first because to me it was not a big thing what I did; that’s how I was raised. However, I can’t help but share this story of this man. I feel that man was Jesus himself, stopping to tell me hi, stopping to spare some time to talk. I left with this pure happiness and it has lasted. Maybe to some of you it is nothing and maybe some of you wouldn’t have stopped. The point I guess I’m trying to make is that life is a gift regardless and we are all called to be kind, just because, not for rewards not for money just because. In kindness we find ourselves, we find life, we find more than any wordly things we could ever want. This encounter is just one of many that has changed my perspective on life and about how beautiful life realy is. Treasure life. I will never forget this man and I hope I never forget the lesson behind our chance encounter.