My mom and dad walk at the mall almost every day of the week. I used to think that odd – but the older I get the less tolerance I have for being cold, and at this time of year, walking outside ain’t an option for me!
At the mall this week, my mom noticed a woman who was crying. Had I seen her, I would have thought she was crazy and taken a wide berth. Or even if I didn’t jump to the loony conclusion, I would have assumed she wanted to be alone if she was blubbering.
Not Jean. She asked the woman if she needed help.
When she did, the woman let out a flood of emotion, sharing about her husband’s illness and other tough things going on in her life.
My mom listened, talked through the situation, and offered hope. She also offered to pray with her, right there in front of Macy’s.
Sometimes we end up in the right place at the right time. Some may say it’s divine intervention. Some just fate. Others luck. I volley between the three depending upon how unusual the circumstance.
Regardless of how it happens, the tricky part is realizing you are indeed at that right place at that right time and acting.
It’s easy to walk by the crying old lady. It may be inconvenient to stop. You might be in a hurry, needing to get home to catch up on your favorite blog posts. But as a Christian, or as a fellow human being, I think we are called to look for these opportunities – to realize this is your time. And then, to do something about it.