Christmas shopping tonight, I had a chance encounter.
I was at a little stand in the mall, which always sells religious gifts made in the Holy Land.
I was looking at gifts centered on the Blessed Mother.
A woman came up to me and asked me to look at a silver key chain. She didn’t have her glasses.
She wanted to know if it had the Blessed Mother on it– which it did. She also wanted to know what it said in script on the bottom: “Medugorje.”
I read it to her.
She told me that she is a survivor of brain cancer– and her faith is very strong. She tells everyone about it, to spread hope– especially for those who are ill. “I know God is gonna use me,” she said.
Though she still battles her illness, all she spoke of was being blessed. Being grateful. She’s made so much progress with great doctors, hard work and a lot of faith.
Mainly, she spoke of never taking anything for granted.
She had such light in her smile, she radiated kindness.
She was looking for a silver key chain to match her car key starter. She had family who had gone there and been healed– that’s why she was attracted to it.
I looked for another– but there was only one.
I told her that I’ve heard of Medugorje myself, and I’d love to go there one day.
It’s unlikely that’ll ever happen, but it’s a nice dream.
It was so refreshing to talk with another believer– a total stranger, right in the middle of the Christmas rush to buy.
Though she was initially going to buy it for herself, she offered it to me.
I refused and told her she should keep it.
But she told me that no, she thought I was meant to have it.
That maybe God had meant her to give it to me.
I accepted her offer, and I bought it for myself.
Little moments like that, how can you not believe?
God showed me much-needed evidence of Christmas spirit in that woman.