It’s the day after a big speech (along with a story that goes beyond the speech), but I have found something that has moved me more than any politician ever could.
Chester Cook knows he can always find a lost soul at the re-ticketing counter in Terminal A at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport. So he goes there each day, plants himself near the line and scans faces.
“I’m normally looking for someone who’s having a meltdown,” Cook says.
Soon enough, he spots a woman. She’s near tears, looks to be in her 60s and is lugging a heavy bag. Cook approaches her.
“I’ve been changed again to [gate] C57,” she says, gasping for breath. “I can’t walk any farther.”
“OK, I’m going to go check it out with you,” he says as he hails down a motorized cart and helps her on. “I’m going to ride with you back here, OK?”
“I thank you for your help,” she says. “Who are you?”
“I’m Chaplain Cook,” he says. “I’m your little angel today.”
This Methodist Minister is a perfect example of what a Christian should be: caring, compassionate, and non-judgmental.