Paula posted on August 19, 2009 11:58
A woman came into the cafe this week and ordered her usual Chicken Salad Sandwich. Except, this time she wanted just a half. I took a moment to glance at her and noticed she looked defeated...worn...lost. I made her small meal and went over to her seat asking if we could talk.
In time, we shared things from our past and our present. I found that the roads we traveled were quite the same. They were broken and filled with chuck holes. We talked for quite a while and ended with how we pray to God:
She goes to the throne of the Lord as a frightened woman.
I go to the throne of the Father as a trusting child.
Same road...same God...different approach.
I was reminded of the Scripture Matthew 25:34-40. The nations asked when did they feed and give drink and visit the Son of Man. Jesus answered, "When you did it to the least of these my brothers, you did it to me."
I could only love on this woman as she shared her story. We can't always fix a broken life, but we can go to the One who can! We hugged...we parted...we will meet again.
I love this place!!
See you Tuesdays 3-6,
Paula Browand