A Sad Little Boy

Yesterday, I was on my way home from school, just listening to my iPod and minding my own business. My walks home from school are relaxing to me. No matter the weather, I seem to find relaxation in just walking outside. Something about the fresh air makes me feel free. I no longer have to be trapped inside or cooped up doing nothing. I love walking home from school so that I can have silence to talk to God and just feel His presence amongst all of His creations.

Well, I was just about to my house so I picked up my phone to let my mom know that I had made it home safely, when I saw this small figure from a distance pacing back and forth. As I made it closer to this figure, I saw that it was a little elementary school boy. He was walking on the same street for a couple of times, from what I could see, and so when I made it to my street(which is where the little boy was), I hung up the phone with my mom. What appeared to be a little school boy just itching his eye while walking home, was actually a very lost, crying, and broken-hearted boy. I immediately turned off my iPod and asked the little boy “Hey buddy, what’s wrong?” He told me that he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to walk home or stay at the school. He was in search for any family member that he could find: “I can’t find my mommy or my grandpa,” he said. At that moment, so many ideas were flying through my head. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. I decided to drop my stuff off at my house and walk this precious lost boy back to his school. After all, where he attends school was my actual elementary school too; therefore, I knew what I was going to have to do to assure him the safety that he needed. On our walk I asked him his name and tried to make him laugh, but he was just too scared. Poor little guy….it broke my heart. I just had to help him when I saw him crying. While we were walking, I continued to comfort him with my kind words, but he was continuously looking around in search for his family. He had hoped so much to find his mom. Soon enough, a car came up…we hadn’t even made it to the school, but he ran to the car and got in. He yelled, “There they are!” Before I knew it, this little boy that I had found on my way home was out of my sight. He never turned back to say goodbye, but that didn’t even bother me. I knew that God was in this situation and that he brought peace and comfort to that little boy’s heart. It happened so quick and I didn’t really want it to end.

In those moments when that little school boy had such fear, I felt the presence of God rain down on me. I will forever be changed by this 10-min. conversation and situation! I didn’t even think to not help this little boy and that’s the beauty of it. For the first time, I think I truly experienced what it meant to “Be blessed to be a blessing”-Bud Reedy. I only have my Heavenly Father to thank for this opportunity to take a lost boy into my care, and provide for him. He didn’t know me, yet he trusted me…he trusted God through me. What an AMAZING blessing! I will never forget this sad little boy…