It was a great evening with friends. Wonderful food and even better conversation! As I headed home on the bike, I turned onto a busy road and headed west. Out of the corner of my eye an individual stumbling on the sidewalk caught my eye. I turned and looked, totally distracted as I felt the bike accelerating underneath me.
A warning to anyone reading this daily whisper; if you are looking for a story with a neatly wrapped up conclusion, stop. Check in tomorrow. If life is a chaotic mix of uncertainty and you do not mind a story in the middle of that setting, read on.
The sidewalk in this part of Singapore was not well lit. Dark shadows from the trees hid the path most of the time. In and out of the light, I could see a tall young woman walking alone. The way she walked put me on alert. It was as if her gait was crying and in distressed. In the first moment I looked, she tripped, stumbled and almost fell flat. She caught herself, just in time. Her face told a story of sadness, loss, and uncertainty.
My hand rolled off the throttle and I wondered if I should stop. Two cars rushed through my sight line and then she was gone. I tried to look. I could not see anything as she had disappeared into the shadows.
I could have turned around and at least checked. I had hesitated as I approached the roundabout. I had a choice.
I was haunted as I reflected on reading David’s note. “God loves this kind of thing [good deeds], never turns away from his friends. Live this way and you’ve got it made, but bad eggs will be tossed out.” (Psalm 37.28) I read the morning paper with extra attention. There was no bad news from that part of town. Still, a sister was potentially in distress and I walked on. I want to forgive my heart and soul. Perhaps the best way is to do something with the today’s opportunities.
