I have never had an experience like this before and it was both amazing and humbling. It has also made my faith in God even stronger, which I didn't think was possible.

I did post this yesterday in conjunction with an update to a previous blog, however another poster suggested this experience deserves it's own blog. So here it is:

The amazing experience happened on the way home from picking up my dad. I had some fast food in my car, passed a bus stop where a very ordinary man was sitting and I suddenly had the urge to give him my food.
This was very strange as the man did not look homeless and I am not in the habit of approaching strangers on the street. I continued driving for about a half mile or so, but kept thinking that the man would like some of my food and could not shake off that feeling.
So I turned around and parked in the parking lot of the store behind the bus stop. I grabbed the food, a bottle of water I had in my car and went up to the man. Feeling like an asshole, I hesitantly said to this perfectly ordinary man "Hey I have some extra tacos here and I thought you might like one." He didn't say anything so I continued on "Okay I'm gonna just leave these on the bench here. Eat them if you like"
He suddenly said "I'm not a bum" I said "Okay sorry" and I turned to leave.
After I got a few steps away he said "Miss I'd like to talk to you for minute if you've got it"
So I turned around and went back. I sat down. He ate a taco then started crying and said that was the first thing he had eaten in days. He told me that his son OD'd on oxycontin on the 21st of last month and he had been contemplating killing himself ever since. He said he was taking the bus to the river to jump in.
I told him I lost my brother a couple of years ago and that I understand it's hard. I said we have to just remember that they are with God now.
He said he doesn't believe in God anymore because his son died. I said "Well He believes in you because I think He sent me here to give you those tacos." Then I asked him if I could call someone to help him.
I called the mental health crisis line and his daugher. We kept talking till they got there and as I was leaving he told me that I really made a difference in his life today.
I have never had an experience like that. It was amazing and humbling.