While concluding our third (and presumed final) book, Candace and I enthusiastically agreed that we must begin another; though graduation looms within months, we couldn’t handle the possibility of not studying another text together. Candace drove us to Lifeway to select a new book, however, we couldn’t imagine what would happen once we arrived.
Sitting on the floor in the bookstore with inquisitive spirits and incessant laughter while searching for our subsequent book, a middle-aged woman approached us:
“You have no idea how much encouragement it brings me to see you two young ladies sitting on the floor of the Women’s section laughing and looking at all the different books,” Julia graciously stated. Candace and I thanked her and introduced ourselves to meet our new friend and with tears welling in her eyes she commended us for simply being our silly selves. Once we parted ways, Candace and I browsed the bookstore, but, after we decided upon a text, we returned to our original section and Julia found us once more.
She thanked us again, but this time she released the tears to recede as she described the hardships she’s enduring. We were able to pray with her and perceive the weight being lifted from her mind as her demeanor melted from a deep sorrow into a gentle joy. Julia informed us that God provided exactly what she needed, and thanked us for inspiring her. This courageously vulnerable woman thanked us, simply for sitting on the floor of a bookstore: instantly, we were humbled.
We parted again but met her at the checkout but said our final goodbyes by happily waving to our new friend as she walked out the door. Candace and I brimmed with gratitude about our encounter with Julia—she was so vulnerable and so encouraging even while enduring such pain. Moments after Julia left, we reached the front of the line and the clerk handed us gift cards that Julia left for us; awe overtook Candace and I as we processed the clerk’s gesture—what a sweet woman to leave a gift to two strangers.
We beamed with joy on the car ride home. That’s the Church—that’s the body of Christ—we uplift one another when sorrow submerges us and we exhort one another when we perceive the Holy Spirit’s work in one’s life. This was one of the most beautiful moments I have experienced in quite some time. I was so blessed to meet Julia, and I know Candace was too. She began addressing us with kind encouragement, and she completed the conversation with a gracious gift.
Candace and I reflected on God’s faithfulness, occupied with awe and humility. Joy invaded our hearts and strength replenished our minds—this is why we pray and study God’s word—these moments are why we faithfully serve Christ and commend one another to do likewise: because Jesus changes lives. From the moment one surrenders their life to Christ, He does not stop radically impacting them and gently beckoning them into His presence. We saw that in Julia’s life and we felt that in our own lives; we serve such a faithful God who constantly reminds us of His steadfast love.