I went out this morning for my morning walk and rosary. I was scarcely into the first mystery when I saw a man walking from a different direction toward me. I thought to myself, should I speed up and walk in front of him or slow down and walk behind him? I needed to pray my rosary an didn’t want to have to deal with someone to disturb that. The closer we got the more obvious it got that we would end up meeting at the intersection. I felt the Holy Spirit prodding me at that point and I greeted him. I asked his name and he told me, Billy.
We started to walk together. He was quite a site, missing a few teeth, tattoos, rough looking clothes. Definitely not the polished professionals I generally encounter. But there was something about him that made we want to walk with him. He told me that he had been at home praying for work and God had told him to get up and go out to find some work. OK, so my rosary was out the window for now. It was obvious that this man had been put into my path for a reason. We shared the Gospel with each other as we walked. I felt my heart burning within me. Like the disciples on the road to Emmaus, I felt like I was encountering Jesus. We came upon a gas station. I had been reading a lot of James, lately so my next move seemed obvious. I asked him if he was hungry, did he want something to eat. I would be happy to buy him some food.
He readily accepted. We went into the gas station and I watched as he got a soda and a small breakfast sandwich. I paid for the food and we left the store. We walked on a bit farther talking about the goodness of the Lord. Coming to the next intersection, it was time to part. I asked if I could pray with him. He said yes and we prayed together. I asked that God continue to bless Billy and to find him some meaningful work so that might serve God. My heart is overflowing with gratitude to God for sending this man to help remind me why I am here.