Two old men on a bus

​I had an appointment that I was not looking forward to the other afternoon. As car parking was always difficult at the venue I decided to take the bus. It was bitterly cold with sleet stinging my face as I walked to the stop and I was more than a little worried about what might happen at my appointment.

Whilst waiting at the bus stop a man, about my age, came up and studied the timetable. From the way he looked at it his eyesight was clearly failing.  I told him that the next bus was due in 5 minutes for which he thanked me. He said that he had had to give up driving as his eyesight was not good enough.  As he was living alone now there was no one to drive him anywhere, so that he had to rely on the bus. We struck up a conversation from which it became obvious that he was rather lonely, although he did not admit as much! We continued to chat through the journey as we sat next to one another, nothing in particular but generally putting the world to rights. We shook hands when he alighted one stop before mine and wished each other well. And that was that. Yet, when I got off the bus I had quite forgotten any apprehension I had about my appointment, thinking only of the camaraderie I had recently enjoyed. I hope too that I had been able to relieve my companion’s loneliness just for a while anyway.

Strange the way God works; putting two old men together on a bus to cheer one another up.
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That’s where I found God that day. Where will you find Him?