Emily sat on the bench, her eyes sad. The scent of fresh flowers lingered in the air but she was oblivious. She had a lot on her mind.
"For someone so young, you seem to have the weight of the world on your shoulders."
Emily swung around in her seat, startled. A short, robust man approached her. He sat down on the bench opposite her and placed a brown paper bag on the table between them. He opened it and took out two sandwiches and a coffee. "Would you like a sandwich?"
Emily shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm meeting my Mom for lunch."
"You must be Donna Smith's daughter."
Emily's eyes widened. "How do you know that?" she exclaimed.
"You are the splitting image of her."
"Oh. You know my mother then. Do you work with her?"
"No, I see her around though. What's your name?"
"Emily,it's good to meet you. I'm Dievas Rupinasi."
What an odd name, Emily thought. She detected an accent. Possibly European.
"You know it helps to talk to a stranger," he said kindly.
Emily hung her head. She needed someone to talk to and this man seemed nice. "My parents are going through a tough time," she confided. "I think they are going to get a divorce. My father moved out last week."
"Go on," he encouraged.
"I am upset with God."
She shrugged. "I just think that if He cared He would make my parents stay together."
"Emily, God doesn't force people to do anything. He speaks to their hearts and it's up to
them what they choose to do."
"I just don't want to see my parents split up. I read somewhere in the Bible that God hates divorce. Couldn't He pull His weight and make sure that they don't get a divorce? He's
God.He can do anything, right?"
"That's right. Have you prayed about the situation? Prayers always help, you know."
"Yes, I have prayed about this every night but it seems like things are getting worse instead
of better. I feel as if I am praying to God but He's not listening or He doesn't care..."
"Emily, I am here to tell you that God does care and that once you put your faith and trust
in Him, everything will work out for the best." He had the last bite of his sandwich, rolled
up the paper and put it along with the empty cup in his brown bag and got up. He studied her
for a moment. "Don't give up on God," he told her. "Goodbye, Emily." He held out his hand
and grasped hers in a warm handshake before he turned and walked away.
Emily stared at his retreating back until he disappeared behind a parked truck. Just then
her mother joined her. "Hi Honey." Emily stood and they hugged. "Who was that you were
"He said his name was Dievas Rupinasi."
"Dievas Rupinasi?" Her mother looked puzzled. "That's an odd name. I've never seen him
"He knows you. He said I looked exactly like you."
"What were the two of you talking about?"
"Things," Emily shrugged. "Nothing important."
"How long have you been waiting?"
Emily glanced at her watch. "About twenty minutes."
"Sorry, I kept you waiting. I was on the phone with your Dad."
Emily looked wary. "What did he want?"
"Honey, he wants us to try to work things out. He wants us to go for marriage counselling.
I told him that I would do whatever it takes to save our marriage. We still love each
other...Emily, honey, why are you crying?"
It was then that Emily told her mother what she and the man with the strange name had really
talked about. Donna Smith hugged her daughter tightly and stroked her hair. After lunch,
she would search the company's directory to see if she could find this man and thank him for
talking to her daughter.
Donna searched the directory but could not find the name Dievas Rupinasi. She called Human
Resources and the woman said that no one by that name worked there. Confounded, Donna sat
there, trying to figure out what to do next. Then something prompted her to try Google
Translate. She tried all the languages listed there until she came to Lithuanian and the
words "God takes care of" jumped off the screen at her. Tears sprang to her eyes. "Dear
God, you do take care of our needs.”