Today I was stopped and asked for directions to a path I know well but is difficult to find. The folks were in a van – and it was full – two adults and maybe five kids. Clearly an observantly Jewish group. I knew how to get where they wanted to go, but I could tell my directions were making no sense. I was trying to direct them to a small, unmarked path between two houses.
So I suggested that they just let me in their car so that I could direct them. No skin off my nose – it was the direction I was going and I enjoy the random encounter. And no security risk for me either. Please – a car full of kids? I was fine.
It was awkward for a moment. The man smiled and said, “Well you look like a good sort; Is this a set up or something? Can I see what is in your purse?” I reminded him that he had stopped me. He was smiling the whole time, a bit uncomfortable but willing to go with it. The ride was about 5 blocks.
I think they were all a bit relieved when I directed them to park and got out of their car. I pointed out the path, walked away and did not look back. As fast as we were connected, we were separated again, but I am so grateful that we all took the risk. Beats GPS for a change.
I instinctively liked the people. They had a great spirit about them. I hope they had a wonderful walk.
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