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Would it Kill You to Ask? by Joan Wester Anderson
Stephanie Slater was in graduate school when her mother passed away. "Mom
had always pushed her children toward higher education," Stephanie says.
"Among the seven of us, there are five bachelor's degrees and five masters'
--one of my sisters has two masters.&quoot; Stephanie's mom was a very assertive
person too, who hated to stand by and do nothing, when a response was indicated.
At least people could try, she felt. "Would it kill you to ASK?" she
had told Stephanie more than once--most recently when Stephanie hesitated to
apply for college financial aid in the belief that she would be turned down. She
had taken her mother's advice--and received a student loan. Now, despite being
devastated over the loss, Stephanie decided to continue her courses. It was what
her mom would have wanted her to do.
One evening a few weeks after the funeral, Stephanie was driving home from a
study group meeting in Tampa. It hadn't gone well. An important participant
hadn't attended, and Stephanie was upset about it. In fact, she was
uncharacteristically irritated over a lot of things lately. Her father had just
had a stroke, she was carrying a heavy load of work and school, "even the
fact that it was late and dark bothered me," she says. "I continued to
stew as I sat at a red light at a busy intersection." Then suddenly a
little boy walked in front of her headlights.
Stephanie was startled. "He was so out of place, and too young to be alone
--probably only seven or eight years oldd," she says. "It was dark, and
there were no sidewalks on the side of this road." The child looked dirty
and bedraggled too, as he continued past her. What was he doing here? She should
get involved, but... what if her intention was misjudged? Or what if she called
to him, and he responded rudely? After the day's hassle, she was just not in the
mood, and the light was about to change.
Then Stephanie heard a strong inner voice: "Well, would it KILL you to
ASK?" It was her mother! Stephanie recognized not only the phrase but the
attitude--why stand by if something could be done? Immediately, Stephanie rolled
down her window and called to the child. "Honey, are you lost?"
Another few feet and he would have been gone. But now he stopped, and looked
towards her car. "Yes," he said, his lower lip trembling.
The light changed. "Stay where you are!" Stephanie pulled around the
corner up to the boy, reached out of the window and handed him her cell phone.
He was obviously scared, but he punched in some numbers. As Stephanie watched
him, she had a sense of unexpected peace and power. This was how the situation
was supposed to work out, wasn't it? Her daily cares somehow floated away... Now
Stephanie heard the joyful shriek of a woman on the other end of the phone. The
boy handed it to her. "I'm so glad you found Michael!" the woman was
crying and laughing at the same time. "The police have been looking for him
for four hours!"
Stephanie and the mom agreed to meet at a nearby video store, and Michael took
the phone again to receive permission to get in the car. He had wandered five
miles from home, Stephanie discovered as they drove and talked. And he was
twelve, far older than she had thought. "What happened?" she asked.
"Did you just walk too far?"
Michael paused. "I have Tourette's Syndrome," he told her.
"Sometimes I stutter. My friends were playing and they started making fun
of me, so I got mad, and started walking. All of a sudden, I didn't know where I
was." Stephanie thought her heart would break. Who would make fun of such a
precious little boy?
Just a few moments after they reached the store, Michael's mother arrived. She
wept and hugged him, and hugged Stephanie too. How terrified she must have been,
Stephanie thought, as she tried to put herself in the woman's place. And now,
how joyous! Maybe God feels that way about us too, loving us just the way we
are, rejoicing when we return to Him... She hadn't ever thought of that. It
added to the inexplicable serenity she had been experiencing ever since she met
Michael. Then he turned to her. "Are you an angel?" he asked.
"No, Michael," Stephanie answered, her own eyes filling with tears.
"But I think an angel put you in my path tonight."
Stephanie is more open to situations now. She often finds herself asking,
"Was I put here to help in some way?" She has also learned that in the
midst of grief, there can be joy. "I think this event was my mother's way
of relieving my stress, and letting me know that she's still watching over
me," says Stephanie. "That's my message to others who have lost a
loved one: the truth is, they never really leave you." And the work in
God's earthly kingdom continues, aided most by those who are willing to ask.
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Copyrighted by Joan Wester Anderson July 2002. For more stories of God's love,
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Author and lecturer Joan Wester Anderson was born in Evanston,
Illinois. She began her writing career in 1973 with a series of family humor
articles for local newspapers and parenting magazines. She was a monthly
columnist for two national magazines during the 1980's, and has published more
than one thousand articles and short stories in a variety of publications,
including Woman's Day, Modern Bride, Virtue, Reader's Digest, and the New York
Times Syndicate.
Her 14 books include WHERE ANGELS WALK, TRUE STORIES OF HEAVENLY VISITORS,
which was on the New York Times best-seller list for over a year, has sold
almost two million copies and been translated into fourteen languages.
Her most recent book, FOREVER YOUNG, the life story of actress Loretta
Young, was published by Thomas More Publishers in November, 2000. The actress
had read the angel series, and requested Anderson as her biographer.
Anderson has appeared on national television programs including "Good
Morning America," "Oprah," "20/20," and "NBC
Nightly News with Tom Brokaw".
Anderson is a graduate of Northeastern Illinois University in Chicago, a member
of the American Society of Journalists and Authors, and a former adjunct
professor at Harper Junior College in Palatine, Illinois. She and her husband
live in suburban Chicago, and have five grown children and two grandchildren.
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