There was no excuse in my not turning back. I stopped.
She stopped. I waited and she stood still.
I turned left towards town and quick thoughts were an effort to make sense of my driving away.
“You’re headed to a kitchen called Grace, Lisa.”
“You are serving breakfast to the homeless. It is 36 degrees outside and there’s a woman bundled up in black and burdened down by her baggage and you left her there, afraid of what she might do.”
So, I turned around and saw her walking in the cold and damp high weeds.
I pulled over. Spoke to her through my open window.
She was not impressed.
She would not let me take her to a shelter. She said I didn’t know, I didn’t understand.
I implored her to tell me more, told her where I was headed, told her I work with the homeless…”Come and have breakfast” I said.
Her face was anxious and her eyes angry…she said “I don’t think so.
I waited. She walked on. I drove away.
Chose a different road, not sure if I wanted not to see her again or her see to me drive away. I changed my direction.
I looked to my left towards the sun breaking through, landing on the open fields and the clouds were slowly shifting,
telling me to move on.
Told me to let go, let God. You can pray. You will.
I cried for just a second. For her condition and mine too and hoped I might see her at the kitchen called Grace.
We served scrambled eggs, grits, bacon, biscuits, coffee and gave out bags we’d put together with items needed to be clean and fresh.
Arms reached for them. Eyes met mine. Good morning, Good Day, God is good and could I get another bag for my friend?
And then, a kind word and a smile on the face of a woman that saw my soul.
“How are you this morning?” She asked and touched my hand.
I said “I am good, God has good things for me to see today.”
She said, “Yes, it is good to see another day.”
And I sat with her a second, settled by her love.
And realized I had turned back this morning because of love and love had been offered up and love given me in return.
And the moment that I’d decided might ruin my day made it so much more significant, the love I had chance to give, the love given me.
“And do everything with love.”
1 Corinthians 16:14 NLT