(based on a true story this morning, Monday, July 23, 2012. The pastor is 91)
His wife and son were in the store.
He shuffled past me twice.
My eyes were red. I hid my face.
I wanted no advice.
He must have sensed my emptiness
as I was feeling low -
because he sat down next to me.
I had nowhere to go.
We both were thinking our own thoughts
and no one said a word -
until his son walked up to us
and this is what I heard...
"My dad was once a pastor -
and had been several years.
He helped so many countless souls
and quenched their many fears."
Just then his wife came up to him
and said, "I'm ready now."
It had an impact over me.
Right then, I knew not how.
The pastor said some simple words
as he stood up to leave.
He simply said, "God loves you and
He wants you to believe."
He turned, began to walk away,
so I said, "Thank you much."
At that, he smiled and said goodbye.
I felt a loving touch.
A touch that cannot be described
in just a word or two -
but cures the lowest, broken heart
when it hears, "God loves you."
Was this a pure coincidence?
Were these words meant to be,
from just another angel sent,
from God, to earth - for me?
©2012 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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