As many of you know, we have a tradition of going to El Fenix every Wednesday night for the $4.99 enchilada special. We meet friends down on Beltline and it has become a weekly bright spot. (does that tell you how boring our lives must be when the enchilada special is a bright spot, ha)
Anyway, my mom had left to go back home to Corpus this afternoon and I was excited about going home tonight to a quiet and empty house, just Randy and myself. So when we pulled out of the parking lot of El Fenix, I was laughing and telling him some funny story about my mom when I noticed out of the corner of my eye the young man who faithfull guards the parking lot every Wednesday night. We always speak to him and smile and he smiles back. I knew that there was a little pocket Bible which my mom had left here. She knows that I love to give these out to people that the Lord lays on my heart. But I didn’t want to do it. I kept telling myself that I could give it to him next Wed, but my heart, oh it kept nudging me to go back. So finally before Randy pulled onto Beltline, I told him to “go back around, I need to give that young man this little pocket Bible” so he did. We pulled around and I got out of the car and told him that he might think I’m weird, but that the Lord had told me to come back and give this to him. I handed it to him and told him to please read it and he said to me, “I Need to read it” I asked him his name and he said that it was Riley. I will be praying that he reads it and that the Lord will speak to his heart. When I feel the Holy Spirit telling me to do somthing like that, I feel assured that it was truly God leading me to do this. Some of us are planters and some of us are the harvesters. I think I have been called to be a planter. God continues to open doors for me to do this in so many strange places. It seems that I am “led” to do this in airports, hotels, restaurants
or grocery stores. Each time, it seems that it gets easier and easier to do. It use to really be hard for me to do this. I was afraid of what people thought, the ones receiving the Bible, but also the ones watching me give it. It has become truly a blessing for me to hand out something that could impact a person’s life. Each time I hand one out, I get excited about praying for them to have their eyes opened to God’s saving knowledge. What a priviledge to be a part of someone we might see in heaven, just for handing them a Bible. Riley, “I hope to see you one day.” You can continue guarding the parking lot right beside the pearly gates, it will be a joy to share heaven with you.
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