The Benevolent Stranger

It’s funny sometimes how real friends and real family can be the last people you need but they still wield themselves right in the thick of your mess, never requesting for your convoluted painful stories yet there to provide a certain amount of comfort and reassurance. The grandest of it all is when that same degree of comfort and assurance is provided by a stranger. And you begin to wonder Who is really responsible for the business of putting things in place in your daily affairs. How anyone deny the existence of God I can never understand!

 

 

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