There are so many stories I could share from my time driving Taxi’s. I’m hard pressed every week having to choose one. Today I’ve chosen a story that really touches my heart.
I find the clients I pick up from a hospital or a medical centre are usually very receptive to hearing me talk about my faith, and gauging whether or not they have a faith. Hospitals get people often contemplating their own worldly end.
On this particular day I had to pick up a young lady from a doctors surgery. She had to go to a clinic to get further treatment on her ailment. I knew it must have been pretty serious, because she came out to me in a wheelchair, which incidentally, I didn’t think would fit in the car. Her mother who was with her assured me it would, and to my surprise easily folded it up and put it into the back of the car after we had got her daughter seated and comfortable.
As we were driving we got into converstaion and I asked her how long she had been in the wheelchair. In reply she told me that she had been in a bad accident not too long ago, and it looked to have her in the chair for an extremely long time. Her life, after being released from a considerable stay in hospital, was now one of unending treatment.
My heart filled with sorrow and I asked her if I could pray for her. She was willing but her mother was less then impressed. I asked the young lady if she believed in God. She nodded and told me that if I thought it would help, she would love me to.
I told her I didn’t know what God would do, but all things are possible to those that believe.
Most of the time He only allows me to plant a seed of hope, but I always believe He does something special for all the people I pray for.
Several months later I was called to a private address, and to my surprise it was the same young lady with her mum. Only this time she was walking, even though it wasn’t real fast, or real free.
She looked at me and said “It’s you! Do you remember me how you prayed for me months ago? Well as you can see I’m not fully right yet, but look how far I have come. I will get better, I know I will. Thank you so much for praying for me”
I was a bit overcome and told her that I just wanted her to know how much that God loves her, and He would love her all the same no matter who would have prayed for.
Sometimes my friends, you just have to be the willing vessel. God is looking for people to work with!
My Lord My Friend, your love astounds me.
O F J