One evening as I was leaving the store, I noticed a man with a very old sleeping bag going through the garbage can nearby. He pulled out fast food trash bags and inspected all that was in the thrown-away bags, but he never stopped anyone to beg for money or anything else as they entered or left my store. After he went through the entire trash can, he carefully cleaned up the area and wrapped up the food he found in the dirty hamburger wrapper. My heart literally hurt for him.
I decided to help him. I got out of my car and asked him if I could buy him something to eat. He thanked and followed me to the fast food place around the block. I bought him the biggest meal they had on the menu. He didn't ask for anything and the only request was a big glass of hot sweet tea to go with his meal. When I brought him the food, he was so thankful. He told me how much he appreciated the meal.
I wanted to give him some money. He shook his head. I asked him if I could buy a few meals and put it on a gift card for him. He agreed.
As I handed him the gift card, he broke down crying. He told me that he prayed for me today. I wasn't sure what he meant (I was guessing he was praying for me for what I did for him) so I thanked him.
"NO, I prayed that God would send someone to buy me a hot meal today … and he sent you!" Tears traced down his checks.
I didn't know what to say… I always pray over my food, but I've never prayed for a meal. I've never doubted that I wouldn't be able to eat …Tears began to fill my eyes. Oh my…how blessed am I…Maybe God used me to answer this man's prayer.
Everybody has a story though I didn't know his, but I had done what God wanted me to. God put him in my path …I knew he did. I took him to my office.
