Rob came home, yesterday, from a week-long work trip and said, “I took a homeless man to dinner last night!” “You did!?!” I was so excited to hear him say that, because, in consoling ourselves about Rob having to go on another trip, we had remembered that God must have someone for Rob to be a light to. So we had prayed that he would get to share with someone.
Rob had left the hotel early, instead of waiting for his workmates who were enjoying the hotel’s happy hour (he had gone to dinner with them the rest of the week). It turned out that God rescued him from being the designated driver that night, because, a few minutes after he left the hotel, the guys started looking for him to drive for them. They ended up renting a van cab and staying out really late. He was saddened by how much they drank. It reminds me of a wedding we went to, where some friends drank all night and by the time we tried to say goodbye, they didn’t know who we were anymore.
As Rob was walking through the parking lot to IHOP, he saw a man on a bicycle riding around asking people for money. His first thought was, “Oh no, what does this guy want?” But when J. came over to him and asked him for money for food, Rob said, “Well, if you come with me, I’ll buy you dinner.” J. was so surprised, “You really mean that? I’m with you!” So they went to dinner and J shared his life story. Rob was able to ask him questions and share a little. J had been in prison at one point, but Rob felt like he was being honest with him in sharing his story; Rob treated him like a person who was created in God’s image. Rob has been involved in prison ministry and rescue mission work in the past, so he was looking for certain clues about whether or not J was for real. After the meal, J got up to relieve himself, and Rob, who had wanted to share the gospel with him, felt the Holy Spirit prompt him to just leave. It was getting dark, and he had to walk back to his hotel. He was disappointed that he didn’t get to share the full gospel with him, but he was pretty sure the Holy Spirit was telling him to leave, just as He had directed him to take J to dinner in the first place.
I am so thankful for my husband! He does listen to the Spirit’s voice, and so often God tells him to do things like this, to serve others. I am also thankful that God kept him safe. We are so happy to have him home.
Please pray for J.