I Was Her ‘Google’
When I was Twelve (12) years of age, I met the girl of my dreams. I came home from that church camp that summer excited, motivated and determined that I was going to marry that girl! I told my parents and anyone else who would listen that I had found my soul mate. I made a crude sign out of an old piece of wood and some left over paint that my Dad hadn’t used and all it said was her name. I hung it on my wall.
Now, I admit that I was a bit immature at that camp and though I didn’t spend much time with her, I did get her attention a few times by honking the horn in the car as she walked by and a few other childish actions that didn’t gain much respect for me.
When I got home, I wrote to her. No answer. A year later, I wrote again. No answer. Over the course of the next seven years, I wrote to her numerous times. NO ANSWER!
Then one day, my whole world changed in an instant when the postman delivered a small envelope to our mailbox. My mother was the first to see it as she took it from the mailbox. She screamed so loudly that I just knew that something was wrong with her! I bolted up the stairs from my room in the basement to see what was going on and heard her yelling, “You got a letter! You got a letter! You got a letter!” She knew the history and was totally beside herself with joy for me.
I read the letter; it didn’t matter what it said, the fact was I had received a letter after all these years. Here’s what was interesting. She was coming to my city to attend college and had several questions, “How do I get to the Post Office from the College? How do I get to the mall from the college? How do I get to the church that I will be attending?” Now, this was REALLY exciting because I knew that she could find that information from anyone after she got to town! But she chose to ask ME! I was ‘Google’ to her before Google was ever thought of!
I will not leave you hanging; I met her, showed her around, and have been married to her for over 40 years!
But, here is what really happened. She was moving to a strange town, and while she could have gotten information from almost anyone, she chose to get it from me because I had been sending correspondence for 7 years and she felt that she could trust me even though she had not answered any of her mail from me. There is something to be said for consistency!
Why do we play our music day after day, month after month and maybe year after year? Why sing in the choir week after week, month after month and year after year. I think maybe we are seeing the answer! There will come a time when your neighbors, co-workers, family, friends and even church family members find themselves needing answers of some kind, and while they could, perhaps, run to ‘Google’ and find that information, they most likely will contact YOU, the one who has been living a communicating with them through your music and living a consistent life before them for some time because they feel like you can be trusted!
You never know when the someone who has been watching from the sidelines for a long time suddenly is ready to hear what you have to say. And, of course, they have known for a long time where to go for their answers! It happens all the time. Just when you think that you are living in a vacuum, someone will contact you with a question and a dialog is started which may very well make it possible for you to help somebody. Isn’t that what it’s all about?
One of my very favorite verses is Nehemiah 2:6. “And the king said unto me, (the queen also sitting by him,) For how long shall thy journey be? and when wilt thou return? So it pleased the king to send me; and I set him a time.” I have always been fascinated by the parenthetical phrase, the queen also sitting by him. The queen played no part in the meeting as far as we know. She played no part in the building of the wall as far as we know. But her role was just to be there beside the King! The fact that she was sitting there, in her spot where she belonged was important enough that it was included in scripture!
I hope this will inspire someone to just keep on living right. I hope this will encourage you to keep being ‘real’. Keep playing your instrument. Keep singing in the choir. You never know, someone may decide that you are more trustworthy than Google and come to you seeking help. Just be there at your post of duty, where you belong whether anyone notices or not.
You can communicate with people like no one else can. YOU are like you are because God made you like your are; someone is watching you. Someone is listening to your music. Someone is hearing and watching the sermon that you preach every day just living life and by being consistent. Keep on keeping on; be faithful!