Jestham Treats: An Inspirational Story of an Elderly Man's Hopeful Struggle

Jl. Guru Patimpus, Medan—(03/02/25) Beneath the same sky, amid the relentless hustle of the city that never ceases to pulse, Jestham stumbled upon a hidden story in the weary steps of an elderly man. His body was bent with time, yet the fire in his eyes still burned—like a candle unwilling to be extinguished, even by the strongest winds. In his hands, simple packs of tissues stood as silent witnesses to his daily struggle as he walked the streets, offering his wares to a world that often turned a blind eye. That day, luck had not been on his side. Not a single pack had been sold, as if life was testing him once more.

Yet, behind that simplicity, fate was weaving a meaningful encounter. Jestham, with a perceptive heart, sensed the sorrow hidden behind the man’s hesitant smile. Then, with genuine warmth, he extended not just pity but an invitation to share blessings. "Sir, I’ve been given some sustenance from God—would you let me buy groceries for you?" he asked, as if placing a glimmer of hope right into the old man’s hands.

A heartfelt smile from Mr. Darussalam, the tissue vendor

The exhaustion on the man’s face transformed. Inside the store, during four precious minutes that felt like a divine gift, he hurriedly gathered rice, cooking oil, eggs, and other essentials—items that had perhaps only existed in his dreams until now. His wrinkled hands clutched the groceries carefully, as if he couldn’t believe that today, after so long walking alone, he was no longer by himself.

Amid the crowded store aisles, his life story slowly unfolded. Though past sixty, his age had not dulled his determination. Once, he had fallen—brought low by illness that left him paralyzed. Yet his will proved stronger than pain; he rose again, relearning how to walk, and now he pressed forward despite his unsteady steps.

Jestham listened with a moved heart. In silence, he realized that behind that frail body lay a spirit tougher than iron. "Sir, never forget to rely on God," he advised, weaving both counsel and prayer into his words. The old man nodded, eyes glistening, as if suddenly aware that in his relentless struggle, he had neglected to seek the Creator’s grace.

Before parting, Jestham gently pressed some money into the tissue seller’s hand—an unexpected gesture of kindness. The extra cash from the earlier purchase now became another gift. The man’s face softened with emotion as he accepted this unanticipated help. Jestham left him with words of encouragement, a reminder to keep faith in prayer, and warm regards for his waiting family at home, hoping this small relief might ease their burdens.

Among thousands of untold struggles in this city, their encounter stood as proof that sincere kindness always finds its way—whether through giving hands, patient hearts, or prayers that never cease.