This is a guest post by author Columbia Valentine Scot
24 “Kind words are like honey- Sweet to the soul and healthy to the body.”
I had a wonderful thing happen to me today. What made it meaningful was that I had no idea who this person was, as we had never met or even spoke. I went to the supermarket in my hometown, and, as in most small towns, everyone knows one another, we ask what’s new? and share small talk about our lives.
At the checkout, my regular woman, Mary, was helping me, and she inquired about my health and the test that I had gone for last week.
I explained to her that the results were not good and that since the fourth surgery would be a very serious one that would not give me any new abilities, even with a shoulder replacement, I would still maintain permanent damage. So I would not be having it.
I decided God would show me what I needed to do, to learn to live with the pain, because having the fourth surgery just to reduce pain, was not an option I would entertain. The cashier said she was so sorry to hear that after all I had been through, it had gotten worse. She packed my bags light and doubled, knowing I had to pick them up left-handed, and told me to have a nice day, and feel better.
I left the store and was emptying my packages slowly into my trunk, when a woman walked up to me and said, “I overheard your conversation, and I just want you to know that I said a prayer for you, and I hope you feel better.” I thanked her, and she got in her truck (which happened to be parked right next to mine in a large parking lot). Coincidence? I don’t think so.
I think God absolutely wanted me to know that He is sending me what I need from places I don’t even know about, through people I don’t even know.
It gave my heart a joyful smile. I have prayed for strangers myself in the past, though I never had the chance to tell them and let them see that our Loving Father knows and sees all our needs. What a blessing to pray for those we don’t know, especially because our Father tells us to. We are one family. She will never know how much that meant to me on so many levels, but God will reward her for listening to Him, and coming up to me that day.
Prayer is the weapon the Holy Spirit uses to discern, and transmit communication back and forth between our Savior, the Father, and us. He equipped us with Him to endure the trials we all face on our journey.
My hope is that after reading this little story, all of us remember that we carry the strongest weapon ever created in our hearts and minds every day, and that we have the power to use this weapon to help as many people as we possibly can.
We are the salt of the earth and the light of the world, and we use our Father’s words to restore faith and hope for those who believe it’s lost. During this Christmas season, my hope is that we remember we are all one family, with need for smiles, interaction, kindness, and support, a “good morning” can be the difference in someone’s outlook, not just on that day, but their view of people and life in general.
I pray we all have a safe and fruitful Christmas and holiday season; may we all continue to feel God’s loving embrace through each other, a box of cookies, a handmade scarf, it’s the little things that have the most impact, like buying a stranger a cup of coffee. To a healthy 2018, not just physically, but emotionally, and spiritually as well. God bless and enjoy the below poem, my gift to you. Columbia
We Must Always Be Prepared
It’s just a natural reflex,
when someone that you love,
is headed towards the danger zone,
and suddenly needs a shove,
how many times have we set out,
on a path we thought was right,
only to find out once we arrived,
our assignment was not in sight,
that’s why communication is,
the key we must behold,
though talking is important,
it’s in our listening where we’re told
exactly why He keeps us here,
so He can use us as He needs,
for we’re His mighty vehicles,
with whom He spreads His seeds
to rescue all His children,
is His goal at hand,
if only we’d remember
it’s His footprints in the sand….