I was eating when Bob a homeless man that I was making friends with and ministering too-- walked by. I called him over and we shared a meal together. Also told a homeless teen about the food and she ate the cookies--go figure.
Bob and I had a good talk about our families and our history. Something about eating together brings people together.
I believe the entire event was orchestrated by the Lord.
Note:
The first time I met Bob he was sitting
on the street panhandling. I stopped and talked to him and he said:
"Do you believe in the devil"? I told him yes. Bob said he was at
war with the devil. I said me too. Bob let me anoint him with oil and pray
for him. The presence of the Lord was so strong on that Berkeley street.
He heard the gospel many times in the missions over the years. Only the
Lord knows his heart.