How an incident…

As I may have told you before, my car got marked as it was parked.

My problem was, you left and drove off. Which in Australia is unlawful, I was upset, then I found that it wasn’t the incident that was my problem, but my mouth.

I have a need for honesty, as I said, I am not unreasonable, we could have had a chat, if finances was the problem. But you left, you turned away at a time, that you could have used to build character and show humility.

So yesterday I was informed the outcome and I said to the officer, my driving force is for following the law, because in God if you cannot follow the law of the land, how can you follow God’s.

Well feeling peace, as I was turning I saw the man that walks around with his shopping trolley full of his worldly goods. I was moved to talk to him, see if he was OK.

I stopped and wanted to make sure he had a mask, as in Victoria it is now compulsory. But as I drove off, thinking about my stomach, God pressed on me to ask him about his. So I drove back, “Sir would you like me to buy you some KFC”, I could see he was considering he wondered the time as we chatted and I asked if he wanted something else. I have always felt you should never assume you know better.

He started talking about a rice place and their fried rice, I asked if he would like that instead, he told me the cost and that he loved prawns. I said to him, its OK, his belly was more important than mine, I rang the number and put in the order, I said to him I would be back, I grabbed spoons, forks, chopsticks and napkins, and went back.

He was like a little kid, so happy, but then I thought to pray. I did say to him, “be blessed” but in that it seemed so trivial to say.

I kept praying as he stayed in my thoughts, I think he would have rathered me to stay and just spend time, have real fellowship. Trust me when the father makes another time, I am back there again.

I felt glad that in my town, they make it available, to have a shower and a warm bed at night. This I was told happens in the churches, they take turns.

But what about them, again presuming your being a goodie two shoes, and not really touching the surface. I was glad of what I felt instructed to do, but what I could do more of.

You see I come from having just enough, sometimes hunger would be a friend and that is where you grow. I am in no way financially any better than how I grew up, but I got last night, do not think about how you will eat etc, does not God feed the birds of the air.

He is there to remind us, that what we have is nothing, but having the father is more wealth than money. I saw as I drove off another car stop, I hope we start to adopt him and concern ourselves with his day, not ours.

It reminds me of when houses are knocked down, for someone to build to make money. How I would love to be able to house people who need it, not those who really do not.

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