Early one morning a lady was crossing the lot in front of my car. Other than the two of us, the park was empty and I felt impatient watching her meander. She was wearing heels. Strange for a walk at the park. Then she opened her trunk and rearranged some things. I could see that her car was full of belongings. Then it began to make sense; I had seen her there before. She was homeless and using the park restroom to dress for work.
My walk that morning was filled with thoughts and prayers for her. Also on my mind were two gift cards I had in my wallet. God showed me over and over, ‘Those cards have been stuck in your wallet forever. You’re not using them. Give them to her.” The idea brought me joy. I decided to put them in a nice card and anonymously leave it on her windshield the next day when she went into the restroom. I never saw her there again.
Weeks later in a different park, I came out from the woods and there she was. I recognized her car—dark, no hubcaps. I ran back through the woods, grabbed the card from my glove compartment and returned. She rolled down her window as I approached. I told her that I’d seen her before and God told me to give her this gift. He wanted her to know that His eye is on her and His angels are with her.
The Lord directs the steps of the godly, He delights in every detail of their lives. Psalm 37:23
Meeting God at the Park 