God is our provider

Something has been on my mind and my heart.. I don't remember since when.. it's probably been more than a year by now.. it was always in the back of my mind all this time and I knew God wanted me to, but I was just too stubborn and afraid.

Yesterday(Monday), I saw him again in the same place as i was walking toward the mart. I felt another stinging in my heart as I avoided eye contact as I passed him, faintly hearing "spare a quarter?". When coming back from the mart, I crossed the street so I wouldn't have to face him again. And as I walked on, the verse from from the sermon on Sunday popped into my mind. Matthew 25:35 "For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink..." (No i didn't remember word for word or where in the bible it was.. had to google it just now). It was less than 24 hours ago that I listened to that sermon. How could I have forgotten it by then? In the same sermon the pastor said to take action and not just speak it. HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS?! I prayed and wanted to take action, but still fearful and hesitant. I checked the weather for tomorrow and it was predicted to rain.. thunderstorm..

Today, before my first class I had checked the weather again and it said thunderstorm at noon. I began to think ok well if it's raining he's probably not gunna be there so I won't go. I love God, and how he can read exactly what I'm thinking because after class as I checked the weather again.. not thunderstorm-ing till 3pm leaving plenty of time for me to go. As I made that PB&J sandwich, I think my heart was beating faster than when I was working out this morning. I was so nervous. A million thoughts.. k more like 10 or so.. racing through my head. God, what if he's a jerk? What if he doesn't like this? What if he isn't there because it's gunna rain? etc. etc. Finally, I head out the door and to where he usually is.. and he was there.

I have finally met him today. His name is Steven and he is soooo nice. He smiles a loooooot. ^^ his toothless smile and his wrinkly rainbow eyes and his long gray-ish beard. Like dumbledore except on felix felicis. He responded with "I don't care" *smile* when I asked if he likes PB&J sandwiches. When I gave it to him, he said something I would've never imagined. "Do you want some?" He asked me if I wanted to share that sandwich with him. I watched as he ate it all in a couple bites. How does someone who is constantly hungry remain so happy? How does someone with no place to go when it rains and thunders, smile so much? How come I with so much, am not willing to share anything? He told me he's been out on the streets for 15 years.. FIFTEEN! and he's been asking for quarters, but "get's by". All the while smiling and laughing. Another verse came Matthew 6:26 "Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?". I have so much more to be grateful for.. and yet I'm a spoiled little greedy brat, worrying about my future and not fully trusting in the one who provided everything that I have now. I have gained all this from talking to him for 2 minutes. I have more to learn.