"The Freeway Ramp"
(By Sharon Bryant)

1-2-2012 Church Within SOW Seeds Service - Story #712

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This week's SOW Seeds Story, contributed by: Patije

Story of the Week
The Freeway Ramp
(By Sharon Bryant)

Maybe you've done what I do a lot. I'm always looking out the window when I'm the passenger in the vehicle I'm riding in. I like looking out the passenger side window at pretty houses, decorations at Christmas... and getting off freeway ramps. Many ramps in my area are wooded, as we live out in the country. Sometimes I spot a deer, and I love to watch them.

Don't take me wrong. I don't usually have much to see when we're exiting off the freeway, but one time, just a few years ago, I saw something that amazed me. Something I will never forget each year at Christmas time.

Hubby and I had been grocery shopping. He was driving, so I was looking out my side window. It was winter in the south, just a few days before Christmas. The trees had shed their beautiful fall colors the month before, and I could see into the woods much easier than in summer months.

We were coming down a long curving ramp when I noticed something in the woods. It was what looked like a big box. I saw something brown in color move near the large box. I told my husband there was something rather large in the woods, and something was moving near it. He said it was probably an old cardboard box someone had dumped, and a deer was nosing around it. My instinct told me differently.

The next few times we were exiting off the freeway, I watched for the box. Only twice did I see movement near it. I decided not to tell my husband that I was going alone the next day, but I wanted to see what WAS in the woods. Again, my instincts told me to do so.

The next day, hubby was running errands to hardware stores, so I decided to go back to the freeway ramp, park on the side and walk into the woods.

I came upon the big box. It was cardboard, and it looked like the size a large stove would have once been in. I noticed a small window cut on one side and a doorway cut on the other. I looked around and saw no one near. I peeked into the cardboard doorway.

In one corner, was a pile of straw and an old tattered blanket with a shabby pillow. I saw a little suitcase-type container. I knew then my instincts were right... Someone was living in that box.

I never told my husband that night. I had a hard time falling asleep, thinking about who lived in the box, why they didn't have a home to go to, and how it was almost Christmas, and that person would spend it alone in the box. That's when I decided I had to do something.

I always bake at the Holidays… Breads, cookies, brownies, tarts, etc. I baked a little extra that year. On Christmas Eve day, I delivered the goodies to the box. Sneaking up on it, trying to see if he or she was near, I found no one around. I opened the little cardboard door and set the loaf of bread, wrapped in saran wrap and tied with a red ribbon, on the top of the little suitcase. I placed the container of cookies and fudge next to it. I placed the card between the two gifts.

I never found out who was living in the box. It was gone come that spring. I can only hope that, whoever it was, had found work, and a warm place to stay. Yet I've always wondered how they felt when they came "home" that Christmas Eve and found the gifts I'd left and the card that said, "Merry Christmas" signed: "Someone cares about you."

The Prayer
Dear God,        
        Help us to see.

You ALL are Within the Infinitely Loving Embrace of our Universal Parent,

The Creator's Eternal Love to all of You,
Pastor Daniel

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