Some time ago, I was walking out of Florida Hospital Orlando when I saw an older couple walking together, trying to figure out which direction to go. I approached them and found out that they were trying to get to the main lobby, so I gave them an explanation on where to go. Then, with a thoughtful look on her face, the wife asked, "Do they teach you how to be nice here?" At my laugh, she continued, "I'm serious! Everybody here is so helpful." I told her that the reason we were nice was simple: we wanted to share with her, and all of our other patients, family members and visitors, the love of God. As her eyes filled with tears, she began to tell me about her son who was in the ICU, and of the challenging times they were facing.
As I left the hospital that day, I reflected on the meaning of our short encounter. I understood that it was a God moment—another instance of Him guiding me and helping me on my journey as a chaplain. And sometimes, that's all it takes for me to be reminded of God's love. A short encounter.