Homeless
I had been to a prayer meeting and got out late. In fact, it was 11:00pm when I arrived at our neighborhood drug store where I needed to pick up some medications for Richard. As I got out of my car, I noticed a very tall man approaching. Keeping a distance, he asked if he might talk to me. I felt the Lord’s Peace, so I said yes. He told me he was homeless, had had a nervous breakdown, and wondered if I might have some change I could give him, even just 50¢. At the time, my mind did it’s forgetting thing and I thought I had no money on me at all. I was going to have to use my credit card to buy the medications. So I told him that, and asked if I could pray for him. He said yes, so I asked if he knew the Lord Jesus. He again said yes, and I proceeded to pray. I asked his name, he said, “Moses.” As I prayed, I found the Lord giving me words to pray for him, that he would be the leader God made him to be, and other such things. When I finished, he thanked me, and we parted company.
When I got inside the store, I realized that I had a bunch of quarters in my console that I keep there for bridge tolls. I started to go back outside, but then stopped, and asked the Lord to let Moses still be there when I was done in the store. So I went about my business. When I left the store, I saw Moses, across the parking lot, talking to some other men. He looked up and came over to me. Then I told him of the quarters and got them for him. He thanked me, put them in his pocket, and walked away, down the street. It was as if he had been waiting for me to come out.
I thanked the Lord, and prayed. At no time did I feel any fear, but only God’s Love and Grace toward this man. Upon later reflection, I thought that although Moses was not dressed “well”, he appeared clean and well-kept, and was certainly well-mannered. I had to wonder, and I still do, who Moses was, and if I will be blessed to meet him again some day.
And this IS a true story. 