Sunday, July 22, 2012
Serendipity Highway
I wish I could be a person who conjures up fables in their
head. I am not. This story I am about to detail is true and
just happened.
I went to watch the UFC fight tonight with a couple of
friends. The fights were boring and
truly a waste of my time. Yet still, we
stayed to the end. As my friends
departed, I took a quick relief in the men’s restroom and was on my journey
back to Arbor Lakes. On the 417, I was
looking at the exits and the time it took me to get from Oviedo to the Lake
Mary. In looking at the time, I accidentally
missed the 46A exit and was forced onward to the Rhinehart exit instead. Before the exit, I found a car in the left
lane with the hazard lights blinking. As
I sped by, I saw a young man in a hat waving for help. My first instinct was to brush it off as a
crazy person on the side of the road. A
voice inside, which I now know more than ever, told me to stop and help.
I jammed on my brakes and started to reverse on a major
freeway.(Not the brightest of plans)
Fortunately there were no cars behind me as it was 1:15 AM. I rolled down my window and asked if
everything was okay? The man explained that he was on his way back from the
airport and ran out of gas. He asked if I
was able to help him in any way. Against
my better judgment, I obliged and offered to escort him the Wal-Mart the next
exit down. He was thrilled and hopped in
the car after locking up his Accord. My
nerves were racing. I have never done
this before and felt very vulnerable being alone on a highway with a random
stranger. This is not something I make a
practice of, nor do I recommend it to any person of a sane mind. Every now and then, something supernatural happens
that you can neither cause nor prevent.
As we made small talk, the man explained that he had just
gotten back from a missionary trip from El Salvador. His friend, who had picked him up from the
airport, was now walking back to the car.
We pulled into the Wal-Mart parking lot, but the gas station was
closed. With my nerves beginning to
settle, I offered to take him to the Race Trac a little further down the road
and a little farther out of my way.
We pulled into the Race Trac and the father of three exited my car to grab a gas tank and some gas. I looked at myself in the mirror questioning
what it was I had gotten myself into. “Playing
Taxi, to some stranger on the side of the road???” Cleary this is not a Standard Operation
Procedure that I practice on a daily basis, but there is nothing standard about
God’s work either. Once he purchased the
gas and filled his tank, he got back in the car. I chuckled as I offered to take him back to
his car (going out of my desired path home).
It was just a funny story to me at this point on how life works out.
As we began our journey
back to his car, we began talking about his trip and its purpose. He explained that it had been a missionary
trip to help those less fortunate. How
ironic. I let him know that I was a believer of the faith and we shared a
chuckle on how God work in “mysterious ways”.
Unknown to me, he had prayed right before he saw my headlights that God
would help him out of this situation.
Unknown to him, I was able to facilitate someone’s prayer without any
reason. Yes when God steps in, things
happen.
Epiphany:
It wasn’t the young
father, Jonathon, on the side of the road who was out of gas. It was me.
Little to his knowledge, it was I who has been was out on the side of
the road watching cars go by as I sat and waited for God to fill up my tank so I
could get going again. There was a time
in my life where my tank “ranneth over” in sharing blessings to others. That tank had run dry and I have been
increasingly discouraged in my faith. To
a point, I was very cautious in proclaiming my belief in fear of association with
those who falsely proclaim the name so proudly.
Here was a father who has been away from his family for two weeks so he
could spread the gospel to one of the poorest countries in this hemisphere,
runs out of gas, and still has the mind to pray to God for help. At a time when he has sacrificed so much for
the faith, watching each care drive by must have been a sledge hammer to the
heart of his faith. Yet, he held true to
his belief that God is always there.
Where is my faith?
What does that say about me as I am pulling farther and farther away
from the God who loves me so much? My reality is that I have been waiting for God
to give me a sign that he is there, funny though…. He has been waiting for me to
do the same thing. Tonight, I was on the
side of the road out of gas and waiting for someone to pick me up… Fortunately,
God sent someone.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Birthday Gratitude
Dear Friends,
Thank you so much for all of the birthday love I have
received this weekend. It truly means
the world to me and I would be remised if I did not take this opportunity to express
my gratitude to all of you for taking a few moments to brighten my day. As many of you know I turned the ripe old age
of 34 this Bastille Day. I have been
blessed to have been given these years with great health and the love of friends
and family. As this is the second year
that I have been blessed to have my daughter in my life, it also paints a new perspective
of what a birthday truly means and how special that moment is when a person takes
their first breath.
If you are still reading this, then I hope can read just a
few more paragraphs of thoughts that I would like to share with you. Through my years here on earth, I have been
blessed with a family who loves me unconditionally. I have found the love of my life in Mandi,
and have been blessed with a beautiful daughter in Kaia. I have friends from Key West to Boston and
across this country to Hawaii that are some of the finest people I have ever met. To say I am blessed and content, is probably
one of the biggest understatements one could make. Yet in all of our correspondence, letters,
conversations, emails, post and tags, I have never expressed to anyone my
feelings and thoughts on the essence of life.
As many of you know, I am a Christian.
I have a very strong faith in Jesus Christ and the God that is his
father. I share this in no way to cause
division of those people of other faiths or those who choose to have none at
all, my reasoning for explaining this is to allow a certain perspective of my
thoughts.
A few years ago I spent
a few months in Jamaica exploring the depth of my faith and other religions
around the world. My quest for knowledge
and truth led me down many paths, none of which had all of the answers, but all
carried the same ethos of Love. Whether
it were the teaching of Mohammed, Jesus, Buddha, Tao, or the God of Abraham,
they all taught on the power of love.
The bible sums this up in two basic principles that I have adopted for
my life: Love God with all your heart
and Love your neighbor as you would love yourself. Very basic, very simple, yet so forgotten in
our day to day trappings of life.
Love God and Love One Another. If I could ever offer one nugget of
information that you took away in whatever relationship we have had, it would
be this. I know for those who choose
other paths than Christianity, this may seem foreign, but whatever you choose
in life, showing love to your creator (whatever you decide that to be) puts
life in a certain perspective, understanding the relationship that exist
between a parent and a child is similar to that between you and your
creator. Second, loving your neighbor
brings to thought that we all share this third rock from the sun. Showing love to your neighbor just as you
have shown me great love on my birthday can only brighten the days of everyone
me meet.
I truly love each one
of you from the bottom of my heart. If I
can ever be of any assistance to you along your life’s journey, please do not hesitate
to let me know. I hope you all have a
blessed year and again, thank you for all of the wonderful birthday wishes.