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Thank You Note

His black hand was rough, really rough, when I took it in mine after he had asked for prayer.  The sun was shining warm upon us as we sat together on the steps of my church.  He stops by to see me every once in a while.  He’s never asked me for more than a little food, although I can tell by the color of his eyes and by the way his hand shook when I held it that food wasn’t the only thing his body was craving.  I prayed my heart out for this man, my friend, and wondered if it made any difference.  Afterwards he thanked me and said, somewhat apologetically, that he wouldn’t come back for a while.  I told him I was moving and that I hoped to see him again before I left.  He was surprised and sad.  Then he said, “I’m really going to miss you.”  And I could tell he meant it.

What have I done for this man, I thought to myself, except give him a bag full of canned goods every now and then?  But I imagine it was about more than the food for him.  It was certainly about more than the food for me.  There is something so incredible, so awesome, so grace-filled, about two people sitting and talking on sun-drenched church steps when those two people live lives that are worlds apart.  I don’t often rub shoulders with people like him.  I don’t often get the chance to talk to and know someone whose life is so different from my own, whose life is such a struggle.  But when I do I know God is there.  And I know that I have so much to learn.

So thank you, my friend, for coming to see me.  Thank you, for holding my hand while I held yours.  Thank you for sharing your life and your struggles with me.  Thank you for bringing God to my sun-drenched steps.  I’m really going to miss you too.

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