..touched by a stranger..

This world is full of miracles that is waiting to be unveil, felt and experience by human existence. The depths of how we are to go on living is something beyond our grasp to worry about everyday. We live with close encounters with many shapes, different shadows and hues, perspectives that outline our purpose, and light that illuminates our soul. How many of these do you recognize?

I started my job as a nurse at 21. Everyday, I would travel for an hour with three stops to reach the hospital. One afternoon, I am waiting for the public utility vehicle passing by our subdivision. I'll be on an afternoon shift duty that day and I fear that with the waiting minutes that went by, I'll end up late at work. I walked furthermore and reached the entrance of  our subdivision, and waited for another minutes of no assurance. With the sun scorching my newly pressed white uniform, I started to use my handkerchief to dry the building sweats. A car stopped at my front, a woman on her late 70's opened the window shield and told me to come inside the car. I was hesitant since we were told not to entertain strangers. I smiled at her, trying not to be a slob to refuse a gracious offer from an old woman. But she was persistent and  to make the story short, we traveled together. I can smell the leather of her car, and I was right to conclude that it's brand new (I'm a lucky chick since birth). She introduced herself. She said she's been passing by everyday to our subdivision. She's been serving the Home for the Aged foundation near our place for years now. That afternoon was the first time she saw me and said she's not hesitant with a stranger. I cannot explain why but there's something in her genuine tone that made me spill the beans of my personal life to her. How my sister and I grew up fatherless and how we survived to become what we are at the moment of our  conversation. I am stilled and quieted, having felt the strong connection to someone I never had encountered in the past. I found solace in her words, the wisdom that reflects from the white strands of her hair. Though I cannot remember the rest of  the conversation, I cannot forget how she made me feel closer to heaven. "God has a purpose". 

That was one of the most heartfelt conversation I had with a stranger, a hitch-ride that taught me that if you believe in the inner goodness of a person without knowing her name, her work or her position in society, you're making her feel better about herself and in return, she does what is good. To return the favor to Mrs. Jacintos, a stranger I've known in time I know was set in God's timeline, I am trying to be at least a beautiful stranger to someone else. If my heart is not telling a lie, I guess I recognize that Jesus knows how to drive a leather seat car=)