Dan, are you and Hannah home? And if so, could I stop by and have a few minutes?
That’s unusual. We can go weeks without dealing with our neighbor who wrote this text. Wondering if anything is wrong, I respond, We are in Pennsylvania. Be home manana. Once home, we don’t hear from him and I pretty much forget about it.
Then, on Easter morning I get the exact same text. Though Hannah and I are just heading for a mid-day walk at the Ogunquit (Maine) beach, I text back, Now is a good time.
Our neighbor is the classic good guy. When we needed a hide-a-bed sofa removed from an upstairs room, he and his son come right over and moved it for us. He always greets us warmly when Hannah and I walk the neighborhood. He is a devout Christian who truly lives his faith.
Waiting on our driveway, we see him approach. He says, How are you? I mention that we are just back from seeing our grandson in New York. He smiles, and then breaks down in tears. Whoa!
Hannah and I both step forward and give him a group hug; he cries and doesn’t say anything. Hannah wonders if someone died. I wonder is he getting a divorce. Does a child or grandchild have cancer?
Composing himself, he says, I think you know how much my faith means to me. I try to be a good neighbor. It’s been on my heart that I’ve wanted to say this to you. We continue to hug and listen and wonder. He pauses, head down, composing himself.
He looks up and continues with a smile, I think you know we come from different political perspectives. I should say so.
So, is this about the rainbow flag we have flying on the busy road in front of our house. Does he want us to take it down? My mind races further thinking that that’s going to be a problem. Our rainbow flag is a symbol of our support for our LGBT sisters and brothers, who are our friends and yes, in our family.
Composing himself again, he says, You two were there when I needed you last fall. I want you to know how much that meant to me. While he was recovering, we brought soup and biscuits to his family; sat with him as we listened to his story of how it all happened. While he was recuperating, we gave him bread.
We continue to hug, and then he relaxes and seems at peace. I just wanted to let you know how much you mean to me. We smile at each other as he says, You know, I’m there if you need me. As he always has.
And then as soon as he came, he’s gone – walking back down our driveway.
I look to Hannah and say to her, we’ve just seen the face of God. This is what Rev Rich Knight meant when he said, When you see acts of kindness and acts of love, (similar to what our neighbor just delivered to us), you see the face of God.
So glad we were home when God walked down our driveway this Easter morning.
…”they recognized Him in the breaking of the bread”….touching story.
Thanks. Your living your faith is an inspirational to us all.
Thanks for sharing this beautiful experience. You are such wonderful and loving people.
Thanks. We have our moments. Ever remember Rich Knight saying that about meeting God on the street?
…and the greatest of these is love. Beautiful.
Thanks. Indeed it is. Faith and Hope rock, but the greatest is LOVE.
Wow! I didn’t expect to see my name at the end of that beautiful story, Dan! I’m honored and touched (and tearful!). You & Hannah have been the “face of God” for me many, many times. Much Love & Gratitude, Rich
You touch our hearts time and time again. Another favorite Rich Knight bit of wisdom is “prayer changes the one praying.”
I’m so glad you shared this story here. Such stories of connection made across differences plant seeds of hope.
I always thought that planting seeds of hope was my main responsibility as a teacher.
Touched my heart. Thank you.
Thanks for the encouragement. God is Love in all its many forms.
I know that people see the face of God in you and Hannah all the time. I do.
We have our moments. It’s great to know of all the people you’ve touched in the 30+ years we’ve known each other.
I LOVE this blog….maybe best of *all.* 🕊💚moi
Love our journey together!