A few weeks ago on a Saturday, a gentleman visited the warehouse looking for a sleeping bag. This was, of course, one of the rare days when we didn’t have one. As usual, I had to remind myself, there on the spot, that God will present a solution if I stay out of His way. I said a silent prayer that this man would receive what God had sent him here for, whatever it might be. He asked to use my phone for a call to a relative to have some money wired to Western Union to go and purchase the sleeping bag and some bike supplies.
His only transportation was a well-used, but durable mountain bike that he obviously knew how to take care of. He said he was leaving town to go back to his family and see if his wife would take him back. He had gotten the bike as “payment” from a Phoenix relative and said it was only time he had received work compensation from him that wasn’t in drugs. He had accepted the bike and ran. He said he wanted to ride back to Illinois! He wanted to use the time to reconnect with God get into better shape.
As he waited for a return call, he shared some of his recent struggles. He had moved out here from Illinois with his wife and 2 children, with the hopes of landing a job with this relative who promised solid work in his new company. As this man explained it, the business was not as advertised and the four of them shared a house with this relative who seemed to spend more time selling and doing drugs than working. The man admitted that he had fallen into drug use as well over the next few months. When the wife had had enough, she took the kids and moved back home, while my visitor stayed in this unhealthy situation, determined to “make it work” in Phoenix. He slowly realized this was not going to happen and left.
Soon a regular donor, a couple, pulled in with a few boxes of diapers and some cases of water. Somehow the conversation lead back to the biker and introductions and handshakes were exchanged. The man relayed some portion of his story and the couple assured him that he would be in their prayers. They left and we continued our discussion about the way God might use this trip to show him the value and direction of his life. A few minutes later the couple returned, saying they felt that something was left undone. They asked how much a bus ticket would be to get him home. He refused saying he needed time before getting home. The couple then asked us to wait while they drove to Wal-Mart and purchased a sleeping bag. They also returned with the bike repair items that the man had been looking for! Even though, they had not even been present for that part of the conversation.
Was this man telling us the truth? Was he really going to travel across half of the country on a bike? To me, that’s not the point. The point is God showed up. He used the hearts of His children to show what it means to extend a hand and trust Him in all things. To move forward, be His hands and feet, and let Him do the “heavy lifting”. This man bore witness to God moving and working for his benefit, regardless of his original motivation. All of these little blessings coming together to prove to four people on a Saturday morning, that He is there with us. Even when there is doubt. Especially when there is doubt.