It was a difficult couple of months, our apartment was broken into and we were robbed, then someone stole money out of our bank account, then my car went in for routine maintenance which ended up becoming a major and majorly expensive repair. All this right before I was supposed to go on vacation for the first time in 3 years. I was angry, disappointed, and feeling a bit selfish. Luckily, it was Thursday, I look forward to this day because I get to volunteer, it’s the highlight of my week, I wasn’t about to get in something positive for me this week.

With no vehicle and running too late to walk, I called a taxi. With the money being lost for all sorts of reasons, I knew this may not be wise. I was picked up in a red car and off to the office to cut out stars. Thinking about this one to one stuff Time has been talking about, but not knowing how to start a conversation, I asked the driver if he went to church anywhere. What I got was the most incredible taxi ride and encouragement I had ever gotten. This gentleman told me that his wife had left when their children were young (5 of them) and he had to raise them all. There were times that he more than contemplated suicide. The stories I was told about his struggle made mine seem like an ant hill next to Killimanjaro. Among the struggles he shared with his children, he had battled cancer and was facing the possibility of having an ear removed due to cancer. I reached into the money I had pulled out to pay my mechanic and gave more of a tip than I usually do.

I was energized and encouraged and ran into the office to tell Tim about right away! I think this one to one did more for me than it did for him. Sorry it took so long to share it with everyone else.

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