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

 

From A Father’s Heart…

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Every woman was once a little girl, and every little girl will grow to be a woman, and if her daddy or any father figure in her life, tells her these things, just maybe her road will be smoother.

  • You are a queen, you are a gift that God Himself so graciously gave to your mother and I and you are irreplaceable.
  • You are a strong woman, yes I know that you will face some hurdles across this road called life but God is on your side and I know that I will raise you to hold your head high and overcome.
  • You don’t require validation from other people to remember the queen that you are, you are precious in God’s eyes and He validates you, and that should always be enough for you. You are the daughter of the most high, a lioness who should not concern herself with the opinions of sheep.
  • I am proud of you today, and I will be all the days of my life. I will celebrate all your achievements and milestones, and I will pick you up when you fall. I will correct you in love and the fear of God and with the rod when needed. I will cheer you on with all my might because I believe in you more than you will ever know.
  • Purity is not overrated my love, keep yourself like the gift that you are. Wait to be unraveled by the one that God will send your way, my child do not cast your pearls to the swine, wait for the one who will love you the way God will teach him to.
  • Be quick to forgive, anger and bitterness is heavy and exhausting. Unhappiness will etch lines deep into your face even before age catches up with you. Smile my love for your smile makes the world a much brighter place.
  • Choose your friends wisely, because they play a large role in the woman you will become. Your mother and I can talk all we want but you won’t be our little girl forever and one day you will leave home and be by yourself, and when that time comes it is my earnest desire that you surround yourself with friends that will add meaning and color to your life.
  • You can do anything! Whatever dream or ambition you conceive in your heart you can achieve because you can do all things through Christ who strengthens you. Your dreams are valid.
  • I will always be here for you as long as I live, to listen to you, to guide you and offer you counsel that will set you on the right track because you see my love, you are my full time job. Doesn’t matter how old you are or how many babies you have you will always be my little girl…

The power in spoken words is undeniable, to all the fathers and fathers to be who might be reading this, speak these words and many more into your baby girl’s life and watch her blossom. And to all the future mothers out there, myself included, may we marry men who will speak life into our daughters that they may know their worth and their value…

“Behind every great daughter is a truly amazing dad”
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