I met a lady who is going to Steve Jobs herself

“I have pancreatic cancer. But I’m not letting them cut me open. I’m fighting this naturally.”

When she said that I teared up and reached for her yellowed hand.

Not because she has cancer, although that’s sad.

But because I know she’ll be dead soon.

She has insurance, and money, but she doesn’t want a colostomy.

I wanted to say, “But Steve Jobs…”

I didn’t though. Because sometimes you just have to think things, instead of saying them.

She asked me to pray for her and I will.

“Mrs. Douglas, stop back by when you see my car out there by itself, so we can spend sometime together and pray.”

She promised she would.

In anticipation of that day, I went ahead and put Steve Jobs biography and my office Bible on the small table between the two leather chairs.

God opens a door, I stick a Steve Jobs biography in it faster than a Jehovah’s Witness can hand you a Watch Tower magazine!

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2 thoughts on “I met a lady who is going to Steve Jobs herself

  1. I saw two the other day in the town center. They looked so happy. The only people in town who didn’t look stressed out and miserable. They were standing with a display of their magazines.
    So I went into the local shopping mall and bought them a box of luxury chocolates and wrote the gift label that they were inspiring. I was a bit nervous, I wasn’t sure what they would think, so I crept up behind and put it in the little box at the bottom of their display. They didn’t seem to notice me because they were talking to someone else. I just hoped they would find them later and it would make them know they are being watched.

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