Take care of your suit

About 17 years ago while I was having a cigarette outside the undergraduate library of Wayne State university, a young black man, who was about my age then and dressed in a dark blue suit,a white shirt and sporting thick rimmed glasses, approached me. With a very calm and respectful yet determined manner says "may I ask you a question?"

I said "sure, go ahead".

He said "If I let you borrow my suit would you return it to me with all kinds of holes and tears in it?"

confused, I said "Of course not"

He said "Well, God gave you this body. Your suit. Why are you tearing it apart with this cigarette?"

I remember putting my head down in shame and feeling all kinds of embarrassed as I didn't know what to say then.
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But now I do.

I would like to tell that random person "thank you" as he was one of the many signs God has put my way to help me quit 9 years ago.

God bless the random and seemingly small acts that have a major and positive effect