Sunday, June 16, 2013
The Blessing
My Grandpa Landon had an old pickup truck when I was a youngster. My cousin and
I were often on trips with them. Steve and I always rode in the back unless it
was raining or very cold. On this particular trip, we began to hit at each
other with the small pillows that Grandma put in the back to soften the metal
truck bed. As might have been guessed, one of those pillows went out of the
truck bed. Grandpa turned the truck around to retrace the route and find that
pillow. An Indian was standing beside the road holding the pillow. Grandpa
stopped and offered the man a ride. He got in the back bed of the truck with
us. Since I grew up in Oklahoma, I've always been around Indians. Our new
companion, however, was the biggest man I had ever seen. I still can recall his
huge hands and long braided hair that went down his back. He looked to me like
he was very, very old. Grandpa called him, "Chief," they talked briefly and it
seemed that they knew each other. I'd never been around a "Chief." I have no
idea how old he might have been. When Grandpa or Grandma would tell this story
they would say that Steve and I never said a word while the Chief was in the
truck with us and furthermore, we stared at him until Grandma knocked on window
and mouthed for us to stop staring. Chief would smile at us. He seemed
friendly even if we weren't talking. I don't think he rode with us very long
but when he got out of the truck, he put his hand on my head and Steve's and
said we were good boys. There was something about his strong, quiet presence
and his hand on my head that was a memorable blessing. When I was in the
Seminary, I heard the Profs talk about the ministry of presence. When I heard
that 'ministry of presence' phrase, I'd think about Chief. I'm pretty certain
that Chief's presence with us in that old truck bed was the cumulative result of
the way he lived life. I wish I could have known Chief for a long time but I
don't recall that I ever saw him again. Nevertheless, he left a deep
impression, a blessing, on my life.
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