I wake up to another day feeling overwhelmed with too much to do and I am reminded of a time in my life when I should have worried but didn’t.
I was in my early 30’s on a business trip to Colorado. I checked into the hotel feeling like a million dollars. I was a single Mom on her first trip without a child alone in the hotel room without any obligations until the next morning. It was mid afternoon and my hotel room was on a high floor so I had a view of Denver. Wow. Just beautiful. So I decided to take a walk. I can even remember what I had on…..a Laura Ashley flowered blue jean jacket over my light blue jean tulip skirt with blue cowboy boots sticking out under the skirt’s bottom. I felt empowered and ready to take on the world. I left the hotel with just my hotel key and began my walk. An hour later I realized I had walked into a shady part of the city and wasn’t sure how to get back to the hotel. I turned around and nothing seemed to look familiar and I began to panic when I realized it didn’t look anything like the luxury hotel or area I had left earlier. I said a short prayer and heard a taxi pull up. I explained I didn’t have any money on me and asked if he could just point me in the right direction to my hotel. The cab driver got out and opened the door and promptly told me he couldn’t let me keep walking in this area and if I was worried about him getting paid I could forget it….so I got in. He then told me I’d managed to walk almost 5 miles away from the hotel and into one of the roughest areas of Denver. When he pulled up to the hotel he refused to wait for me to come back with cab fare…..he said he was sure I was the kind of person who would so the same for someone else in a similar situation and the waved goodbye.
Where is my cab driver today? Or am I now supposed to be the cab driver?
Luke 10: 29-37
The man said to Jesus: “Who really is my neighbor?” In reply Jesus said: “A certain man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho and fell among robbers, who both stripped him and inflicted blows, and went off, leaving him half dead….but a certain Samaritan traveling the road came upon him and, a seeing him, he was moved with pity. So he approached him and bound up his wounds, pouring oil and wine upon them. The he mounted him upon his own beast and brought him to the inn.” Jesus then said to him: “Go your way and be doing the same yourself”.
That cab driver may have saved my life. As we drove back to the hotel I looked around at the area I had walked to and realized how lucky I was that he had stopped to help me.
Today I will choose to be like the cab driver who helped me years ago….. No more feeling sorry for myself. I’ve got to get busy and be like the cab driver.