Last Sunday after lunch, I decided to go back to the church to do a little clean up after our first worship service in our new building. Normally, I’m at home taking a nap on Sunday afternoon, but I wanted to get a little head start to my shortened work week. After I finished, I began to straighten my office as everything that hadn’t found a home in the building yet was currently piled up on my desk. In the middle of that, I heard a knock on the door. I went outside and there was a young woman, hardly a day over 20, looking somewhat frantic. She began to tell me that she had run out of gas on her way back to Ozark from working at the Life Enhancement Center in Nixa, which happens to be just down the street from our house. Anyway, she wanted to use my phone to call her boyfriend to see if he could bring her some gas. Providentially, he didn’t pick up, so I told her that I would be happy to take her to get some gas. We formed a quick bond as we begin to talk about our kids, she has two boys – her oldest was 2 and her youngest was 4 months old. We laughed about how stubborn and clueless our boys seemed to be. As I filled up her little 2 gallon gas can, she talked about how nice it was that I was willing to help her. She had had a pretty hard week. She had her purse stolen earlier in the week and now she had run out of gas. I told her how sorry I was and then I asked her if it would be okay if I could pay for a full tank of gas for her. It was more than she could take and she said, “I think I’m going to cry.” Then she said, “No one has ever done anything that nice for me ever. My parents wouldn’t have even filled my car up with gas.” She continued to thank me in disbelief that I would help her like this. I think I was in such disbelief that this was the nicest thing someone had ever done for her. We continued to talk about her kids, and I told her that we were planning on doing some special events for families, so that moms and dads could have some along time while we entertain the kids for a few hours once a month. She thought that was a great idea and would be really welcomed. When her car was full she said, “I’m so glad that I ran out of gas where I did.” I told her that many times God orchestrates our life and circumstances in such a way that we are reminded that he knows us, that he is personally involved in our lives, even if it doesn’t feel like it. We exchanged contact information and I told her that I would email her about some upcoming events that she and her kids might be interested in. Still a little teary, she gave me a big and we parted ways. What an amazing privilege to have gotten to spend 15 minutes with Kailei and in that time share the love of Christ in a very tangible way – both in word, but more importantly, in deed. I pray that God will continue to draw Kailei and her boyfriend and their two kids to himself and that Grace Hill might have an opportunity to love on them. I’m always amazed at how often these opportunities come to me, if I would only but listen and respond…grateful that today was one of those days.