The man was totally depressed.
He was standing by the side of the road speaking through the open window of my car. His wife had
left him. He had no job. Each day was a burden, and worse yet, he was a burden
to the world. In his words, he was "totally useless."
I tried to cheer him up with some words of hope, but he was firm in his belief. I left him with
some optimistic thought and darted into a U-turn, happy to go on to something
more cheerful.
Suddenly he screamed, "Stop!" I slammed on the brakes
just in time to see an extremely fast moving car whiz by. I said to him: "If you hadn't
called out, I would have been dead now. A few seconds ago you felt useless
without purpose, and now you have saved my life! From this moment on, every good
deed I do will also be credited to your account." His face lit up, as the
many months of depression fell away.
There is a dawn, and even the darkest nights do pass.
No one knows what the next moment holds and to deny hope
is to deny the constantly demonstrated fact that, "This too will pass."
