HELPED by a STRANGER
A friend of mine
recently moved into a lovely retirement resort. I was delighted to be invited
to her welcoming luncheon.
I did not know any
of the other six ladies, but I enjoy meeting new people. I don’t recall what we
were discussing when the lady next to me said, “Be anxious for nothing.” I
responded, “Instead, pray about everything. I’ve learned the importance of
that.”
No Hair
As I was brushing my
hair this morning I was reminded of having a bald head back in 2007. After
being diagnosed with breast cancer I had chemo, surgery, and radiation.
Chemo caused me to
lose my hair. During the daytime I was comfortable tying a large cotton
handkerchief around my head, knotted in back. My husband teased me about being
his “motorcycle mama.” When out and about, I felt my bald had was quite covered
up and not noticeable. I was wrong, but I was happy.
A Cold Head
It was summertime in
Phoenix. Our little place had air conditioning, for which I was grateful;
however, it was a problem at night. I slept with my head uncovered because the
cotton headgear was uncomfortable. The AC gave me a cold head, even though I
tried to cover my head with a sheet.
I thought, It’s summer in Phoenix. Surely some store
will have knit beanies on a sale pile somewhere. I went to major
department stores and sports equipment stores. When I asked for a knit beanie,
not only did I get a negative answer but the sales clerks looked at me
strangely.
I gave up and
started to pray about it. My prayer was based on the scripture the lady mentioned at last week’s luncheon: Do not be anxious about anything, but in
every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests
to God (Philippians 4:6).
An Unexpected Solution
One day I was in
line at a pharmacy, waiting for my prescription. I noticed a lady observing me.
She didn’t say anything, but as I left the pharmacy counter and shopped some
other aisles I noticed her shadowing me.
Finally, she came up
cautiously and said, “I hope you won’t be offended, but I belong to a group
that knits caps for chemo patients. I have only one left. It’s lavender----would
you like to have it?”
WOULD I?
WOULD I?
I waited while she
went to her car. When she came back I tried to explain how thankful I was for her
thoughtfulness. The beanie yarn was very soft and I slept soundly in it.
Many Thanks
Attached to the hat
was a small card with the name and address of this caring group. I sent them a
thank you note.
Of course, I also
thanked God for hearing my prayer. I didn’t even know this group existed, but
God knew I could be helped by a stranger.