People show genuine care and concern in a variety of ways. All too often those who need help themselves are the first to take the time to offer a prayer in my behalf, then request that I say a prayer for them. All I can say is, ask and you shall receive!
Others notice I admire something they have and they’ll just bring it to me out of the blue. (It’s happens A LOT particularly with clothing.) People will often take off a hat, a jacket, or gloves I like and give it to me on the spot.
Hazel, who I referred to as ‘the hat lady’ before I knew her name, because she has a hat for EVERY occasion. I’ll bet her collection would rival the late Thelma Harper.
She brought me one that I’d been admiring for some time, and it even matched the outfit I was planning to wear the following day! (I’d picked it out beforehand!) How cool is that?
On another occasion, I complimented a lady’s pretty blue cane saying it would match my outfit. Though she didn’t want to be identified by name for this article, she proceeded to hand it right out the window and give it to me!
I thanked her and asked: Don’t YOU need it? She said, “consider it a gift from Jesus!”
I have received many requests for prayers and I also have many offered up in my behalf. Here are a few examples:
Nervous about one of my first outings in Antioch, Katie offered a nice prayer in my behalf to get me going.
Harolyn stopped traffic in her minivan and said a prayer that someone would buy ALL my papers so I could go home.
I thanked her and assured her that each day I do what I can, and God gives me what HE wants me to have, and I need to be content with that!
Tyler who just moved here from Lubbock, Texas, stopped and asked if he could pray for me.
There’s no such thing as too many prayers, right? He admitted he wasn’t familiar with paper. Well, rest assured, he is now!
On another occasion, Erica, who has stopped for me a few times before, came to visit and saw my chair but not me.
She took the time to park her car and check the restaurants in the strip mall. When she still didn’t find me, she started walking up the sidewalk and we met in the middle.
I commended her determination and was flattered that she took the time to look for me so diligently.
I’d also like to thank ALL those who look forward to reading my stories in the paper.
I love it when ‘real people’ can relate to the stories I write, like Steve who got out of his truck and came over for a visit telling me he could relate to a previous story I’d written entitled ‘The Storage Unit of My Life,’ because he’s lost EVERYTHING he’s had in them three times!
Finally, I’d like to send out a BIG thank you to ALL those who look out for me no matter where I am! Thanks for caring!