Friday, August 3, 2012

An Ordinary Tuesday

I arrived to work early, read my devotional and was waiting for 8:28, when an SUV pulled into the parking lot. I heard a woman's voice say, "We'll ask this lady," then I saw her and maybe a six year old boy walking toward me.

She had a piece of paper in her hand and I asked, "Are you looking for CHOP?" (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia)

She looked surprised and said, "Yes. How did you know?"

I told her that the GPS directs people here all the time and then gave her my standard directions, "Make a right out of the parking lot. At the light, made a left. Go down 6 lights and make a left."

She started to repeat it back to me incorrectly so I said, "No," and repeated the directions which she then understood.

She said, "Thank you. You are an angel!" She looked down to her son and said, "That lady is an angel!"

As she walked away I said, "You're welcome and good luck!"

I said a prayer as they left the parking lot asking for God's guidance to CHOP and His healing for her son. I gave Him thanks for my being in the parking lot to assist them with directions and thanked Him for the blessing of being called an angel on an ordinary Tuesday morning.

Yet what started out as ordinary for me became extraordinary. I don't think I've ever been called an angel. And thinking about the mother being lost, probably running close to the appointment time, worried about her son's health, I'm sure she would have said it was not an ordinary Tuesday morning for her either.

Because I can remember 25 years ago, driving our son to Children's Hospital in Washington, DC for doctor's appointments and surgeries. I remember the nurse carrying our son to surgery and him smiling at us over her shoulder. I remember sitting in a waiting room filled with anxious parents and sometimes when their doctor arrived, he would lead them away to tell them that their child had died.

When I begin to think that my day is ordinary, God shows me that it isn't and I'm surrounded by others who aren't living ordinary days either.

What's the nicest name you've been called lately?


  1. No one has called me anything today, but that is okay since I'm alone at home this weekend. :) I love it when things like what you describe happen. In those minutes, we remember that God is in control.

    1. A weekend home alone? That is a gift!

  2. I know this isn't a name, but the lady who cut my hair said I looked stunning and I don't think anyone has ever called me that before!

    1. Stunning? How great is that? You must have been walking on air for the rest of the day!


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