A few months ago can't remember exactly when it was June/July maybe our Pastor during his sermon challenged us by asking us to come to the front of the Church and take an envelope with us. We were asked to put our name, Church and the sentence "Jesus loves you" on the front of the envelope. There was a certain amount of cash in each envelope and we were to give it to a person who we didn't know by asking the Holy Spirit to lead us. Now if you know me well you know how hard it was not to give it to the first person in need that I heard about or saw and honestly I was fully expecting to hand my envelope off to someone on the street who was homeless or needing some help never did I except to hand my envelope off to the lady who was waiting our table at my birthday lunch. It was just Eric and I out for my birthday lunch, we were seated and it took a while for our server to come over. When she finally approached us I could tell she was very pregnant and as I looked her in the eye I could just sense something was troubling her and all the sudden the envelope that was handed to me some months ago came to mind. It had been sitting in my wallet since the Sunday I received it, I had pulled it out a time or two thinking I would give it away on this day but it never happened.
I told Eric "I think I am suppose to give my envelope to our waitress but how do I do it?" I thought I could leave it on the table with the tip but felt that God was leading me to actually hand her the envelope and say something. So as she was handing our check to us I asked if I could give her something and told her about how our Pastor challenged us to find people to give these envelopes to and felt that the Lord was telling me she needed it. Her first statement was please tell me there is a check inside, I am six weeks away from giving birth and don't know what I am going to do. It was just the Lord working he knew her needs I didn't, I just followed the leading and let God do the rest. Her whole countenance changed after I handed her the envelope and spoke to her. It was a perfectly orchestrated happening. Who knew my homeless guy I pictured giving my envelope to would turn into a very pregnant lady working at Red Lobster? God did.
