A Stranger’s Kindness

 

Dear Diary,

It was a really long day. Emotionally tasking and physically draining. Walking to the bus station seemed like a herculean task and as I struggled to put one foot in front of the other, I found myself doing that which came naturally to me; crying. So I stood there, in the middle of Lindbergh station, bawling my eyes out, feeling the weight in every inch of my body. I could care less if anyone was watching me cry, I just knew I needed to ease the tight feeling in my chest and too bad if I was on the road. It was a windy day and my tears dried before they reached my lips, leaving streaks in my makeup and what was left of my eyeliner, I looked a mess.

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I needed to blow my nose so bad so I dug frantically in my handbag looking for tissue and I could not find any, somehow that made me even sadder. Now this is America, if you strip naked on the road people will probably walk right through you, because everyone is always in motion, and they just keep moving. Still digging through my bag in a frenzy, I felt a hand on my shoulder and the person said to me; here, you need this and handed me a pack of tissue. I took it buried my face in it for a minute, finally feeling shame and remembering where I was. When I looked up, the person who handed me the tissue was a man, dressed as a woman, make up and all.

He led me to the nearest park bench and asked me what was wrong and if I wanted to talk about it and the words came spewing from nowhere and we talked and talked. The bus came and went and we did not notice, this stranger somehow, had taken my pain away. He offered to buy me coffee but the next bus had come and I really wanted to go home so I declined politely. He encouraged me some more, gave me the warmest most comforting hug and thanked me for not looking at him like a crazy person. He was walking away and I called out to him and said; thank you so much, God bless you and Jesus loves you…His eyes lit up at that and he gave me his card and walked away.

I finally got on the bus and I thought about the experience I just had with a total stranger. I  was standing in the middle of the road, crying my heart out and straight, regular people walked by without a second glance. Not that they owed me anything but still, they did not care. This man, who is kind of confused about his gender and  judged by many to be crazy was the only one that stopped to show me basic human kindness and a love that trumped race and orientation. We are often quick to judge, condemn and dismiss people based on their outward looks, quick to label and call them names forgetting that we cannot reach anyone unless we do it in love and tolerance and humility. How as a Christian, do you hope to convert an unbeliever if you refuse to associate with them or talk to them? How will you tell them of God’s love, a God they do not know and  cannot see if you who they can see refuse to show them love? We cannot change anybody by sheer will power, only the Holy Spirit can do that. Our job is to obey the greatest commandment of all, to love our neighbors and to show them the way to God’s heart through love and patience rather than condemnation and disdain, at the end of the day, we are all broken. Whether or not we admit it, we have all sinned and come short of the glory of God and we all need Jesus.

Your life style, the words you speak and how you conduct yourself might be the only Bible an unbeliever ever gets to read, your life is a message, what are you saying? I made a friend today, and somehow someday I will invite him to Church but until then, I will be loving and kind to him, to show him a glimpse of the restoring power of the Love of God.

“It’s not our job to play judge and jury, to determine who is worthy of our kindness and who is not. We just need to be kind, unconditionally and without ulterior motive, especially when we’d prefer not to be.”- Josh Radnor

 

5 thoughts on “A Stranger’s Kindness

  1. Wow! Somehow this story brought tears to my eyes. It’s little kindness like this that reminds me there’s still some good left in the world. I’m happy with the way you reacted- funnily, some people would have rejected the tissue upon seeing the person giving them. God used him to meet you at a time of need and He also used you to remind the guy of His unfailing love for humanity. There’s just so much to learn from this. Thank you, thank you for sharing!
    PS: I’m glad you got your writing ‘mojo’ back!
    Lots of love.

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  2. This has got to be the most powerful write-up I have read in a long time…

    I was just having this same conversation today with a colleague about another one who is just impossible. I know we are called to love but this woman is really difficult. We are Christian and she is not, and so we remembered that we were supposed to be an example of Christ’s love. My attitude to her has not changed over night but I am praying that the Spirit will fill me with love and I will eventually get to a place of peace with our situation. Thank you Ada, Chukwu gozie gi. 😘

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    • Thanks so much sis, i always try to remember that i am not better than anyone! If my life were to be put up on a screen for all to watch, i will be condemned to death by people…we all need forgiveness. Thanks for reading sis

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  3. Reblogged this on themumzone and commented:
    This has got to be one of the most profound posts I have seen in a while about our Christian walk. I am also currently struggling with this part of showing love to someone who just rubs me the wrong way. But as a famous preacher once said, true love does not come from loving the lovely, it comes from loving the unlovable. Thanks Adaugo.

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