New Faces

A couple of months ago, I started a new job in downtown Denver. I have been taking the Light Rail to and from work. Every day's ride presents new faces, usually always all different as I ride at various times and various parts of the train.

This Wednesday evening I was riding home a little later. The normal work crowd had already completed their commute home so Light Rail was pretty empty. There was a young college-aged girl who boarded and sat on the seat facing me. She was dozing off and on and I was reading a book. I asked which stop she was going to and told her I would wake her before I got off. We exchanged some comments about what a long cold rainy day it had been. She dozed some more and later in the ride she asked if I knew if a certain bus line was still operating that late. I wasn't certain and asked where it needed to take her. It turns out, she was going to take the bus, if available, and then walk about another mile to home. Hannah was her name. Hannah said the night before the Light Rail train she needed wasn't working and she had to walk several miles in the dark and rain. It also turned out that her home was just a couple of miles from my home.

Well the little voice was saying, you know you really shouldn't be doing this, and my mom's heart was saying, there is no way I can let this sweet girl walk home on a drizzly dark night. I asked if I could give her a ride home and said it was right on my way. She kind of looked at me as if, "did I just hear what I thought I heard?"; her face lit up, and we chatted the rest of the ride home. She was so grateful, and I am so thankful I took a chance and made a difference. When we reached her apartment, she gave me a hug and thanked me.

Dear God, help us to reach out to others and help in even the smallest of ways. You have taught us to love and we are blessed. Amen.

Wendy Saathoff

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