and the reason is this:
I don't think a wheel chair would fit in the trunk of a coupe.
makes total sense right?
I took a trip after church to Columbia for a birthday lunch. Got finished eating and started to make my way home. Getting road tired I decided to stop and grab something to drink.
Getting off I realized that it was not the exit I thought it was, and for a moment I contemplated hoping back on the highway to go up to the next one (which was the one I was intending to get off) but I decided this gas station was as good as any other.
Parked, went in passed the guy in a wheelchair selling pictures of Jesus (that he had drawn), the kind that you could tell it was simply because he was not one to beg, he wanted to give something and not just take.
Walked in and just kept wondering what (if anything) I was supposed to do, prayed about it, and as I walked out I still didn't know.
I almost walked by... I did walk by. But in a surprise to myself I turned around.
Long story short I grab the guy lunch and then when I asked if I could pray with him about anything he said he actually had prayed that he could find a ride to church. I'm not going to lie at first I thought "Well, that stinks, I got to be heading home" then I realized I was an hour ahead of schedule.
So I took a wrong exit which turned out to be a right turn, and maybe made a difference in some guys life.
funny is even after I told him I'd give him a ride he offered to pay me (with the money that a lady 'bought' one of his pictures with) And I realized that that man, in that situation wasn't asking for hand outs, he would just asking for a hand, he was in a rough spot but he had every bit of his dignity in tact.
idk, maybe God organized this (ok, he totally organized this) I'm just impressed that I was listening enough to actually hear him when he told me to move.
