As I was leaving the grocery store today I came to where I was going to cross the street and found a stream of cars approaching. Now I had a crosswalk and I had the right way but what I did was, I stepped back and stayed out of the way so that the cars would know I wasn’t going to cross and I allowed them to go on their way. When we had a break, I made my way across.
Between there and my car a lady stopped me and informed me that I had the right way and that I did not have to wait for those cars to go by. I conceded the point. I was aware of that. But in my mind it was a matter of courtesy. I am one retired, elderly man, as opposed to people that might have to get somewhere in a hurry, and it was only right for me to stand back and let them go. We exchanged some few thoughts, and then we went our way.
What I missed was another opportunity to witness of my faith. I could have very simply said something to the effect that when I waited for others to go by I just felt like Jesus smiled at me. Or I could have referred to Philippians chapter 2, where it talks about considering the other person is more important than yourself. Either way I missed an opportunity.
I am not laying awake nights suffering from guilt, but somewhere along the line I’m going to learn to take those opportunities.
homo unius libri
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