I was going about my usual errands this weekend. That, of course, includes leaving a few Bibles here and there. That morning I had already left one in a big gift bag of treats for someone to find for Easter, and I decided to leave a few more with little things in them at the Walmart I was at, in the parking lot for people to find. So while inside I bought some nice chocolate, put it in the bags with the Bibles, and looked for good spots to leave them.

I did have a small thought run through my mind that when I got home I needed to get some more Bibles ready, as these were the last two in my truck except a pink one, and I hardly ever leave those. Those are mainly if I see someone who seems she will like pink or something. But I can’t leave them for anyone to find, because if a guy finds a pink one he may not take it, and he may need it. Then another thought came through, like, I have another stop to make tonight, what if I see a homeless person there and they need one, and all I have is this pink one. (They are the reason I stared handing out Bibles in the first place, and they are top priority). I thought about just leaving one, and then if I got to the next place and didn’t see a homeless I could just leave it there, but in the end I ignored it, found a few trees to lean both of them against, and left them to be found and plant their seeds.

I got to the next stop, which was only a stop to gas up my truck. I had it in mind to stop at a certain one, but decided against it last minute and kept driving until I got to this one closer to my house. And the first thing I see when I get there is a homeless man! I always give Bibles to the homeless, with something in them, and I was like “Oh no, wtf, all I have is pink! And it’s a man”! And yes, I was pretty annoyed with myself for ignoring the warning. As I always am when I disregard something He says as ‘probably just me being paranoid’.

Luckily it takes awhile to fill a truck tank and I had a few minutes to pray what to do, and then I got another thought in my head, that I had more Bibles behind my seat. I keep other ones, nicer ones, to give to people I personally know, and I had a good one for this guy there. So lucky him, he got a really good one.

So when after I got the gas I was walking inside to get the guy a gift card to put in with the Bible I got another thought come blaring across my mind, I didn’t ignore it. Lesson learned – until next time, anyway. It simply said “Give him fifty”. I walked a few more steps and looked over at the guy, and the same words came through my mind again. So I went inside and he got that fifty, rather than the usual twenty-five most people get. I had extra chocolate in the truck too, since I had just been shopping, so as I figured he must really be in need as I was told to give him twice as much on the gift card as usual, I gave him that as well.

Possibly he just needed his spirits lifted. But I do hope he’s saved by now, as that was two days ago. Anyhow, I am extremely grateful I was spared the embarrassment of giving him a pink Bible…..