Last month amidst packing to shift from the old house, I found a letter from a wonderful lady I met in Auckland. This letter was dated more than 10 years ago. She has since passed on but when I read her letter I couldn't help but to whisper a word of thanks to God. I guess we don't always give thanks for friendships and kind words offered.
We met in a meeting, and Jean made a point to reach out to me. I'm thankful for that, and when I was getting ready to leave NZ, she cooked a meal for me. I brought her roses, which she spoke of in the letter she wrote. I'm sure she thought of me often as I've thought of her. Our paths only crossed for one season, but the impact of the encounter will stay with me forever. It's not often we meet someone who is so lovely and kind. I just hope someday when my time is up, someone can say the same about me - that I have made a positive impact on them.
