This morning, I got a phone call from a friend, who asked me to go to lunch with him. He lives on disability and has various medical problems. The real reason he wanted to have lunch became apparent when he came to pick me up. We were walking to his car when we exchanged pleasantries with a man who waiting for someone. It was the usual, "How are you? Fine, thank you," kind of thing. My friend says, "I need to borrow $40 for my doctor visit this afternoon." He went on to explain about miscalculating his budget and was going to fall short before his next payment came in. I don't mind. I know he's good for it.
We were in his truck and about to drive off when the man we had passed waved and walked up to the driver's window.
"Do you believe in God?" he asked.
"Yes, I do," my friend replied. The man held out up folded $20 bill. I thought it was one of those cheesy religious tracts that just look like a $20, but it was real US currency.
"God loves you," the man said and walked away.
We were in his truck and about to drive off when the man we had passed waved and walked up to the driver's window.
"Do you believe in God?" he asked.
"Yes, I do," my friend replied. The man held out up folded $20 bill. I thought it was one of those cheesy religious tracts that just look like a $20, but it was real US currency.
"God loves you," the man said and walked away.