Here we are, smack dab in the fall season. I have been out and about going to fall festivals, writing groups, a storytelling festival and some meet and greet author events. I have thoroughly enjoyed everything, especially the storytelling festival. There were seven ‘tellers’ there and all so different. One lady was from Japan and one of the men was from Brazil. All of them were so talented and interesting.
The most fascinating story I heard was about two men who lived next door to each other for over 20 years. Bob had a nine-to-five job and Fred was a handyman who could do almost anything to fix something inside or outside of a house. Fred fixed the roof of Bob’s house in the fall and they hadn’t really seen other since winter had set in. The snow had just started melting and Fred rang Bob’s doorbell.
“Hey, Bob, do you want to go and watch the footrace in town? It’ll be great and we’ll see a lot of people we know.”
Bob said, “I don’t know. I have been kind of puttering around. I’m not much in the mood to go anywhere or do anything. You know what I mean?”
“Yeah, I know, but we haven’t been anywhere together for a while. Just go and humor me, will ya? Wear your running clothes and shoes. We might run a little in the race. You never know,” Fred said.
“We are not signed up to run in that race, Fred. They’ll just say we can’t do it.”
“Oh, we won’t be official, but a lot of people just run for a while to feel a part of the race and it’s a lot of fun. I’ve done it before and it will be ok. Please,” Fred said.
“Alright, but I don’t really feel like it,” Bob said.
“It’s going to be ok. Take my word for it,” Fred said.
Off they went to the race, which just happened to be a marathon. They joined in with the runners at the end of the pack and before they knew it, they had run half the race. Fred ran the whole thing and Bob ran until the last few miles. His feet just couldn’t take it anymore. What a day that was! So much fun and so many nice people.
A few months later Bob and his wife were talking about it and Bob said, “Linda, that was the weirdest thing. I still don’t know why Fred came over here and talked me into running that race. But, I’m so glad I did. I felt good about myself for the first time in quite a while and it gave me the confidence back in myself that I had lost.”
Linda looked at him and smiled.
“Bob, remember that your Mom had passed away two weeks before and you were so down and none of us could think of anything to do to make you feel better? It was like a light bulb went off in Fred’s head and he said he would ask you to run in the marathon with him. He thought that might take your mind off of being sad for a while. We never thought you would agree to do it, but I am so glad you did. What a blessing!” Linda said.
Bob shook his head in wonder and said, “You never know when God is going to send an angel your way!”