Monday, March 31, 2014

SATURDAY MORNING, "THAT DAY" HAD ARRIVED.

It is amazing how in a our moment of need, guidance is provided in one way or another. But, will we notice? Will we hear it or see it? Will we feel it? Will we realize it? The choice is ours alone to make.

On Saturday morning, March 29, 2014, I chose to listen.

Like any Saturday, I left my house early before the break of dawn to get bagels. When I was leaving the block, instead of turning right (the normal way to go), I turned left (going in the opposite direction). I traveled West to the next town, turned left again onto a major road. As I traveled South on Patchogue - Holbrook Road in the predawn hours, the road had not a car on it, except of course mine.

As I passed through an intersection, another vehicle appeared from my right, and it stopped at the light (his light was Red). I continued on as I should've since my light had been Green. By the next major intersection, the vehicle I had passed was now next to me on my left. The light was Green, so we continued through the intersection, I doing the speed limit (most people here tend to drive faster than me). That same vehicle (a pick-up truck pulling a trailer) was still next to me, pacing me. I glanced to my left ever few seconds and noticed the driver was waving his arm, and appeared to be shouting through his closed window (and mine) at me, then hand gesturing.

Since we were rapidly approaching an entrance ramp for the Highway, immediately I slowed down thinking he needed to pull in front of me to exit the road we were on, and to get onto the ramp. But he slowed as well, pacing me again.

Together, side by side, we continued on passing the entrance ramp for the highway. We both slowed as the light ahead of us changed from Green to Red.

At the Red Light, stopped, both of us rolled down our windows and he yelled to me; "Hey, I read your book. I really liked it. Thank-you!" The light changed to Green, and he sped off faster than I, both continuing South.

At the next light, I had to turn left (East), if  I was ever going to get to the bagel shop in time to get the bagels home for breakfast. While I continued East, I searched my memory and realized the man I had just seen, the man whose words I had just heard minutes before, was a man I had known well, but that I had not seen for over 5 years.

If I had not turned left, but had turned right when first I left my block, never would I have traveled West to another town. Never would I have turned left a second time nor passed him as he approached the intersection I was traveling thru. Never would he have seen me nor I him. Never would I have heard his words of praise or of thanks!

You see, firm in FAITH and BELIEF have I always been, sometimes even the faithful have moments when life can seem more difficult than others. Saturday morning was one such moment, and it started when first I woke.

I will spare you the details as to why that morning was more difficult than others, but I know now why I turned left instead of right. I know why "that day" was "the day" I heard kind heart-felt words, why One's Simple Act (O.S.A.) of saying "thank-you" brought joy to my heart, peace to my mind, and warmth to my Soul. For you see, that Saturday Morning I had asked GOD for help, and  "HE ANSWERED"!

So very significant are we all, each and everyone of us, for a purpose do we have!

May you too be firm in your FAITH and BELIEF, for your prayers will be answered, in one way or another. May your choice be to see it, to hear it, to feel it, to BELIEVE IT!

DARE TO BE YOU, for YOU are magnificent!

Shall we begin?