I believe God brings people to cross our path for a reason. Though many are anonymous crossings that begin and end in a single encounter, there are people with whom we feel an instant connection or stay with us through many seasons of life. Certain crossings affect us deeply, or leave us with no immediate impression, only returning later as a memory of that moment.
I write about my personal crossings – encounters I consider a gift, an opportunity to learn, and a chance to seek God. If you happen to read this post, may it spark a memory of a time when your path crossed another and a reminder that we are seen, connected, and never truly alone.
You worked in the same office for ten years. She was, in many ways, familiar terrain—an immigrant like you, shaped by Catholic schools and a belief that work should be done well, even when no one is watching. You came to admire the brilliance of her mind, her steadiness, and the quiet dignity with which…
I set out around my neighborhood to create a space in my mind. An image walked into it unexpectedly – before me, a couple with slightly bent backs. Their slow, careful step carried a quiet, enduring strength. Hands clasped between them, a link and an anchor. I matched my pace to theirs, not to pass, but…