And God had others.
I was going to go catch the bus, run some errands, and then join some of the youth at the park. Well, I missed the bus, ran a different errand, ran one of the other errands, and spent the rest of the day at home. And I don't regret it.
I got to witness to several people, including Jack at the bank, Chelsea at the mall, Mary on bicycle on 28th St N, and several other people whose names I didn't get. I handed out probably ten MDBs, and had conversations with three people (the named three).
Jack was a bit proud, but he did accept a million dollar bill. Chelsea actually (occasionally) attends the same church I do. And Mary is definitely a Christian--she's just going through the trials of life, but with all honor to Jesus no matter what.
She wouldn't stop praising Him throughout our conversation (not that I tried to get her to!), and she left me with a word of encouragement, saying that God would always supply everything that I need and that I don't need to worry about a thing. Well, I know that, having experienced first hand His loving care for me; but I think the Lord wanted me to realize yesterday that I just needed to go home and rest and not worry about that other errand. I obeyed, and this morning, I am more rested than I have been in weeks. And I thank God for that.
3 comments:
remain faithful in witnessing to the lost! keep it up!
Haha... so does God make you run late? Or was he just lucky?
How nice of one of my atheist friends from Ray Comfort's blog (as featured on the side of my page) to drop by. Drew, God always has a purpose whenever He makes me late, and, much like those people who were late for work at the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, I have come to learn to trust Him when that happens. God bless you!
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