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Friday
Tale - The Bus Driver
I'm off the
bus, walking near the entrance to the city, which is backed up with
traffic. A bus is standing still at an intersection. A younger woman is
helping an older woman cross the street. The older woman has a walking
stick. The younger woman is carrying a package for her.
The bus driver opens his door.
"I'm off duty," he says to the two women. "Can I take you
somewhere?"
The older woman has a great retort:
"Even I, with my stick, can get to where I have to go faster by
walking than by going with you in this traffic."
Driver: "But you remind me of my
mother, of blessed memory. She passed away last year. The traffic will
clear up. If you don't mind, I'll be happy to take you."
The older woman agrees. The younger woman
goes off on her way.
Meanwhile, a fourth-grader is running by.
He hears the conversation and decides to join the get-together. "I'm
late for school; can you drive me also?"
Driver doesn't agree. But the woman says:
"Hold my package and you can join the ride."
The driver, woman, and fourth-grader are
all aboard. The traffic starts moving.
And I go to the office, thinking of the
driver who lost his mother last year. She would have been proud of her son
helping people even as he was supposed to be on a break from his work
shift.
~ from Jim Gentil
For He will deliver
the needy when he cries for help, the
afflicted also, and him who has no helper. He will
have compassion on the poor and needy.
~ Psalm 72:12-13
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