Can You Keep A Secret?

I have all kinds of things that happen to me or should I say, "for me."

You see, I believe that when things occur in your life, good and bad, there is a reason. Or at least a lesson.

I don't believe that things or people randomly appear because everything every person has a story.

Now that's not to say that in any given day, the dozens or even hundreds of people who pass through or by your life were all scheduled to be there at that particular time.

I do believe that they all have something to offer if you choose to acknowledge them.

Even things are story tellers.

I took a train ride once, a short trip on an old train that really went round trip just for those who wanted to experience what travel by rail was like back then.

The train car we sat in was a classic. Although the view was wonderful, all I could think about were the people who rode that particular car many years ago.

I could picture them sitting there, I wondered where they were going, who they were and how happy they were.

I could feel their presence, see their luggage in the rack above the seats and when I touched the handrail I could feel them touching me.

But this isn't about train rides. This is about keeping a secret. One I don't even know myself.

You see, two young college age girls came into my life today with a message. Yes, there were probably at least fifty other people around me, but what they had to offer wasn't what I was supposed to receive today.

I was in the produce section trying to decide what vegetable we were going to have with dinner when I could hear these two young ladies laughing and whispering. You know the kind of silly things two friends do?

One asked me how to choose the right cantaloupe. I shared what little knowledge I had about placing your two thumbs near the core and pressing on it to see how ripe it was. I spoke about color and smell around that core. I took the time to help them find one.

I really felt like I knew what I was talking about and because they asked me, I felt good about helping.

They were grateful and I went about my business.

Suddenly one of the girls walked up to me and said, "Can you keep a secret?"

A bit confused and stunned, I replied, "I believe I can."

Then she said, "Here," and motioned toward me with her two hands cupped together as if she was going to hand me something.

"There, now it's yours," she said as she placed her hands in mine and smiled and walked away.

There was nothing in her hands.

There was nothing in mine, although, strangely I felt like I was holding something. Apparently a secret.

The girl disappeared into the next aisle and I never saw either one again.

Okay, so some of you are just shrugging this off as some foolish game. Perhaps that they even made a fool of me without me realizing it.

I can't shake the experience. God has never let me down when it came to speaking to me through people He sends into my life. So, I know this to be true. I was given a secret that I know will be revealed somehow, some way...some day.

I guess it's the easiest secret to keep because I don't know what it is...yet.

I am not one who can throw a Bible quote out to anyone at an appropriate time, but oddly this one came to mind. Matthew 6:3-4 (New International Version, ©2011) 3 But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, 4 so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

Giving without reward or expectation. So easy to do, but how often do we do it? It was just a friendly exchange something I do not because I have to, but because I really love to.

Am I making more of this than I should? I don't think so. You see, it is no secret that God sends people to me. That is the reward in and of itself.

Now, let me ask you..."Can you keep a secret?" "Here, now it's yours!"

"I wish you enough!"
J
~ Bob Perks ~

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[ by: Bob Perks Copyright © 2011 (2believe@comcast.net) -- {used with permission} ]