She was so very distraught and yet attempting to keep herself together to get through this moment, and the next moment, and the next. Feeling completely at a loss in the face of her grief, I offered to pray with her. She gratefully accepted and wet my shoulder with her tears.
Up until this point, my day had been going very badly. Actually, the bad had collected into a heap from several days prior. My focus was only on myself. All of these things were going wrong, getting in the way of me accomplishing that One Big Thing for God. Someday.
But out of the blue, and into the moment, walks someone with a need. God has given me an opportunity to connect. To minister. Suddenly, my day, my week, my life has value again.
God has taught me something that I've known forever, but needed reminding of. Being a Christian isn't so much about doing the One Big Thing, but about living, learning and loving through a collection of moments over a lifetime.
