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…
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…
She is a beautiful, kind-eyed woman who lives a block from me. Born in Bombay, she brings me a steaming bowl of yellow bean soup when I fall ill and waters my plants when we are away. With her compassionate heart, she is more of a neighbor to me than I could…
The Uber ride was supposed to be impersonal and transactional – a paid trip between two points on a map – until a confession heard from the backseat made it a journey into another life. You open the door and settle silently at the back seat, prepared for the familiar quiet. Then…
From my window, I watched the snow pile up – a thick, silent blanket already six inches deep, just as forecasted. My thoughts turned toward the aftermath: the slippery road, the slushy mess, the forced isolation. Isaiah (1:18) wrote: “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow…”, but…
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