The Perfect Stranger!

Fear, why so afraid? Why are we taught that stranger = danger!

In the bible when the lord Jesus was born, three strangers from a distant land, brought gifts to the manger. Lousy ryhme but anyway. =)

All over the bible there are numerous examples of people opening their doors to "strangers".

Every friend you currently have was at some point a "stranger", but today they may be your physical guardian angel, a light of hope in times of trouble or a warm embrace on a wintery day.

"Love thy neighbor as thy self, for this sums up the law" When we treat others as "strangers" are we showing this unconditional love? Do we treat "strangers" the way we would like to be treated?

I was en route to carry out some business transactions in Toronto yesterday morning, when I noticed a young girl sitting on the side of the road, with her belongings next to her and a sign that read "Broke, Just trying to get home." As I approached her my steps slowed, my heartbeat softened and as if I were in a trance the revelation of the perfect stranger came to me.

Why was everyone walking by this innocent your girl without any concern for her well being? I stopped and crouched down to meet her where she was seated and asked her name? It was Sarah, she was 18 and had moved from London to Toronto to blaze her own trail. This was immense testament of her true strength and character. However, things had not worked out so well, and so she found herself on the streets, unable to find a job and struggling for food to eat. A heart of a true warrior I reckon, because she could have quit the moment things got a little tough in the City. Some might say well, she had a home in London Ontario, so why did she leave? My response is; have you ever had dreams of your own and pursued them?

She had tried, and was now ready to go back home. A lesson learned, maybe Mom was right! No matter what the outcome of her experience was, she did it and guess what, she was still alive. Many dream but never act, again I digress. It did not make sense to me that, being a "stranger" was reason enough for the people walking by to show no concern. Or am I just "strange" myself?

I gave her my time and some money to help catch a ride back to London. More than anything, I was really glad I gave her my time, because I learnt that everyone has a story. Everyone has a gift and something beautiful they were sent to share with the world. Now, something else struck me during my encounter; it was as though the lord raised my awarness of peoples reaction to what I was doing. Decked out in a CK Suit, with my portfolio, crouching down and looking right at home with a homeless girl seemed "weird". The facial expressions I got almost begged to ask "what the hell are you doing?" She was not diseased or deranged, and even if she was, she is still a person and is worth while. As you go through life, I urge you to consider this:

The perfect stranger could be you, your mother, your brother, your sister or your spouse! You never know where life might take you or someone you love. In an unfamiliar circumstance or a time of troube and need, how would you want to be treated by those who do not know you; like a "stranger"?

LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THY SELF---FOR THIS SUMS UP THE LAW!

IMAGINE A WORLD WHERE EVERYONE LIVED BY SUCH VALUES--THAT'S RIGHT?

THINGS WOULD BE SIGNIFICANTLY DIFFERENT.

consider each person you walk by today, and even in your heart wish them well, and watch it bring a smile to the creators face. Be blessed today.