A Blessing On The Elevated Train.............
I remember reading a story not long ago about the "elevated" in Chicago--a train that when it comes into the downtown, it's on a high track.
A young man was riding that train day after day as a commuter. And as the train slowed up for the station where he got off,
he could look through an open curtain into a room of a building and see a woman lying in a bed. She was there day after day,
for a long time, obviously quite ill. He began to get interested in her since he saw her every day.
Finally he determined to find out her name. He discovered her address, and he wrote her a card,
assuring her that he was praying for her recovery. He signed it: "The young man on the elevated."
A few weeks later, he pulled into the station, and he looked through that window and the bed was empty.
Instead there was a great huge sign: GOD BLESS YOU, MY FRIEND ON THE ELEVATED!