I work for a ministry, so I pray and encourage others every day. It is a big part of my life, so it does not stop at work. It also occurs with family, friends, and neighbors. Not too long ago over the Labor Day weekend I got up early one morning to go and get a cup of coffee. When I returned, I pulled my car into the driveway and headed to my door. As I walked up the driveway, I saw from the corner of my eye an elderly woman running across the street towards me waving a piece of paper. I turned around, and she ran to me and handed me a piece of paper with a list of prayer needs written on it. I did not know the woman but as she handed me the paper I noticed my neighbor coming out of his house looking extremely embarrassed. He came over and introduced his mother who was in town for the holiday weekend. He said he told her that I worked for a ministry, and she became extremely excited.
During the four days, she was in town I found pieces of paper with prayer requests on them from her on my car, stuck inside my door, and taped to a window. She would sit on her son’s front porch waiting for me, refusing to go into the house because she could not see me from inside. She would not allow her son to close his door because she wanted to see my house at all times. On her last day in town, she saw my morning house lights turn on, and she ran over and told me she was returning to her home and wanted to leave me with her name and phone number so I could call her. I politely declined but told her I would be glad to pray for her and place her name in our prayer chapel.
A day after receiving the notes from my neighbor’s mother I woke up feeling a little drained. I asked the Lord to send someone to me to minister to me because I needed to be lifted up. Twenty minutes later, I walked into a little restaurant to have a cup of coffee and to read. After placing my backpack on a chair, I turned around and went back to the counter to place my order. When I walked up to the counter, the cashier said,“Is that all you’re ordering today?” I said, “Yes.” He said, “You have to order more than that.” I said, “Why?” He said, ”Because that guy over there paid for it.” He then pointed toward a table in the restaurant where I saw a man I did not know sitting alone. I was shocked. I turned to the guy and nodded to thank him and let him know I was grateful. After receiving my order, I went to thank him in person. I sat down, and we talked for about an hour. He was a Christian, and we talked about faith and the Bible. I told him how I had asked the Lord to send me someone to minister to me that morning and that the Lord sent him. I told him my prayer requests, and he prayed for me and left. Praise God he listens to us in our time of need.