Before I knew it, a rather cute but pushy old woman was climbing into the front seat of my car. Seconds before, with her hand on the door handle, she asked me (one might say told me) I was going to give her a ride home from the grocery store. Her beautiful skin was the color of a perfect cup of English breakfast tea, her magenta sari blowing in the Pennsylvania breeze. She accomplished this feat in less than ten seconds with pretty much no command of the English language.
She was insistent on gifting me an ice-blue colored lollipop as I drove her a little ways in the opposite direction from my home. Again, she wouldn't take no for an answer.
So what do you think, my nimble-minded
friends? Who is going to end up chopped up in someone's freezer first? The
too-trusting old woman who pays complete strangers in lollipops or the pushover
who lets anyone who looks remotely distressed into her car?
Oh, those fruits of the spirit will get you every single time. Generosity is one of my favorites.
Who is my neighbor? Who am I called to love? I believe God puts unexpected people in front of us sometimes and the choice becomes ours.
My hope is that more often than not, I can choose to love.
Oh, those fruits of the spirit will get you every single time. Generosity is one of my favorites.
Who is my neighbor? Who am I called to love? I believe God puts unexpected people in front of us sometimes and the choice becomes ours.
My hope is that more often than not, I can choose to love.
