The Lady

My vehicle is sorta sacred to me.
I know, crazy, ain’t it?

It’s where I talk to God the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
It’s my Prayer Closet.
The same could get said of my Bathroom. A lot of intimate talks have taken place there as well.

I feel invisible in my vehicle.
I know. But I do.
It’s my “Personal Space.”

So, when the lady tapped on my window while I was parked, it freaked me out.
I didn’t see her walking up to my window. It shook me up.
I mean, had she walked up three minutes sooner, she’d seen me emptying my Pee Bag into a Coke Bottle. “Wow, that was close…” I thought.

“Tap, tap, tap,” the sound makes on my window.

“Whoa! What the?” I shouted.
I also moved my body to the right, away from the door.

I roll down the window.

“I’m sorry. You scared me.”

“I’m sorry. Do you have any spare change?” She asks.

She didn’t look like a drug user at all.
She appeared to be sober.
She appeared to be an older woman down on her luck.

Still a bit shaken up, I told her I had no money on me.
I even opened my console to see if I had any change in it, but I didn’t.
I had cleaned out my truck recently and taken all my spare change inside, and put it into my jar of coins.
I apologized to her, and she walked off.
I drove off.
I felt bad.
She looked like someone who was honestly down on her luck, and it weighed heavy on me.

Then, I realized that she might not need “Money;” She might need food.
And food I could buy.
I turned around and headed back, but I arrived back at the store only to find she had gone.

I asked a few workers if she comes by there often, and they said she does.
They say she seems to be a nice lady.
They also said, “I’ve never seen her messed up on drugs.”

“What if she’s just a nice old lady who’s down on her luck?” I asked myself.
“What if she was an Angel?”

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve told lots of people that I didn’t have any money.
I carry a Debit Card nowadays. I never carry money.
But this one, this one…this weighed on my heart.

I’ve driven back since then with no luck.
It weighs on me.
I feel like I failed some sort of test.
Maybe from God.

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