...the kingdom of God is like a merchant seeking fine pearls, and upon finding one pearl of great value, he went and sold all that he had, and bought it. Matt. 13v.45 (NAS)
There I sat in the Dr's waiting room with my mother. Exhausted, I was drinking a cup of their excellent French roast coffee and watching a cooking show. Except for us and two elderly ladies, the big waiting room was empty. This is was not BEFORE Mom's appt, but AFTER she'd gotten the 3 painful knee injections. She was snoozing after fighting the good fight when three of us had restrained her arms and chest. The poordarling's pain had even made her speak out, "You're making it hurt!" to her orthopedist's delight. Why am I sitting this waiting room, I thought to myself, and then my Pearl of the Day walked in.
She asked for the disability insurance forms that were to have been left for her. She was Asian, but her desperation and exhaustion made her instantly my sister. God drew my heart towards her as she - with poor English and politely - wrangled with an indifferent desk clerk about locating the signed forms. I was for her in the battle. Off they sent her to the 2nd floor. How will I find her, Jesus? I knew God wanted me to say something to her.
Meanwhile, back to my coffee and the shrimp lasagna on the cooking show. I left Mom and went and got the van. When I came back in the waiting room, My Pearl was there. I made a beeline to her. Are you a Christian? No? Jesus wants to put Yes, Yes on your papers here. It is hard for you. Jesus wants to help you and this easy. She pulled the papers away from me and hid them against her bosom. I prayed for her, looking into her eyes. When I got up to leave her, she took my hand. What is your name, she asked me: My name is Lee. God bless you, Lee, thank you.
Driving down Hwy 6 in the traffic, all was calm, all was bright. It was a good day.
FATHER: Help me find my pearl today. I will open my mouth and You will fill it with Good News for the poor!
Love you,
Lee Andrews