I had to go to Labcorp to drop off a specimen last week. I signed in and they asked me to have a seat. Because of Covid, there were six chairs in the waiting room. As I looked around, an extremely thin, kinda nervous woman (I’ve named her Nelly) stood up and offered me her chair. I am a fat chick who, other than the bald head, looks relatively healthy.  I was wearing a cotton beanie, because air conditioning makes me cold without a head covering. I told her to please keep her seat. One person was called back, so I sat next to Nelly. Immediately, Nelly asked me if I had cancer. I said yes and told her all about it. She was very anxious and started crying. She told me she has ovarian cancer. Nelly was anorexia-skinny and didn’t look healthy at all. I just said, ”that’s a tough one”. Crying, she said she didn’t want to lose her hair. I and the others in the waiting room told her that hair is so unimportant in the grand scheme of things. We all were trying to ease her anxiety. 

I was called and after I came back out, Nelly was still there. I just went over and told her I wanted to give her a hug. I gave her a “real” hug; the kind that you feel to your bones. Probably 30 seconds to a minute later I went to end the hug, but Nelly kept holding on. This is when I realized this was a God encounter for me. After she dropped the hug, I went on with my business. I think about her a lot since then. I will definitely be praying for her comfort in the trials she has facing her.