You just never know when you might be used by God…
I was at a patient’s home today, in an area that was relatively low income homes. As I was leaving her house, her neighbor was at the door coming in. I said ‘hi’ and proceeded to my car to head to the next house. As I pulled out of the driveway, I saw the neighbor walking back to her house. I started driving past & she flagged me down.
“Can I ask you a favor?” was what she asked. I tentatively asked her what she needed, aware that I only had a few minutes to spare so I would not be late to my next patient. She proceeded to ask me if I could help her move a speaker from her house into her car. “I’m pregnant & shouldn’t be lifting anything heavy & don’t have anyone here to help me. I’ll be glad to give you $10.”
I answered with “sure, but you’re not paying me anything”, honestly hoping it wouldn’t be a huge task that would take too long. I entered her home & saw the living conditions which ‘weren’t the best’. I saw the speaker she needed moved & beside it was a 2 foot tall white wooden cross with writing ‘in memory of…’ on it. As I moved the cross gently she told me that the cross was for her baby who died.
We carried the speaker out & kept chatting. She asked if I was a nurse (I wear scrubs) & as I told her I was a physical therapist, she then told me she had a lot of PT after her car accident, when she was 9 months pregnant, which was how her baby died. She then told me she had some medical problems & has lost other babies during pregnancy, so she was very nervous about being pregnant again. We stood by my car & I felt a ‘nudge’ to ask her name, when her baby was due & if I could pray for her. I’m not usually one to say that to ‘strangers’ but knew it felt right. She said “yes, I would like that” and bowed her head.
OK, I didn’t really mean right there, right now…well, I sort of did but I didn’t think she would respond like that. So I prayed. When I finished, she said “Can I pray too?” and of course I said yes. That’s when she prayed this:
“God, I can’t believe how good you are. Thank you for this lady who helped me move the speaker. I can’t believe a complete stranger would help me like that. Thank you for this home so I’m not homeless anymore. Please help my homeless friends too & let them have hope. Thank you for the car that I now have. You’ve showed me that you really will take care of me….”
Through the hurt, there is hope…
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Indeed, God is always working and sometimes HE gives us the privilege to be a part of it. There is always hope…
Amazing Rindy. So touched by this tonight. Love to see how God is using you each day. I told Matt a few weeks ago that this is why you’re where you are. It takes a special person and YOU are that special person.
A beautiful inspirational story! Thank you for sharing.