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The Homeless Man Who Disappeared


Back in the 80's, I had an experience in which I will never forget. My husband had to drop off something in downtown Seattle, and I went along for the ride, as it was a beautiful, sunny day.

Parking is hard to find on the streets of Seattle, but we were very lucky to find a spot right in front of the building where the drop off occurred. My husband put money in the meter, and I waited in the car while he ran his errand.

While waiting, with my window rolled up, an elderly homeless man approached my car holding a book. I could tell by his unkept clothing and long uncombed hair that he lived on the streets, but he had a very kind look, and so I rolled my window down and said "Hi" to him. He asked me if I could read something to him from the book he held, which turned out to be the Bible, as I glanced at it. I said that I would because I could see that his pupils were glazed over, because he probably had cataracts.

He handed the book to me, already opened to the page he wanted me to read, which turned out to be from the chapter of Psalms. I don't remember the chapter, however, but oh how I wish I did. I then began reading to him.

My husband returned to the car fairly quickly, while I was still reading. Another person in a car saw that he had returned and wanted the sought-after parking space. My husband said we had to go, but I said that I was going to finish reading the page to the man. The car honked, which caused my husband some anxiety, but I told him again that I was going to finish, of which I did.

I handed the Bible back to the man, and he thanked me and turned away. We pulled out from the parking spot, and as I turned back to look at the man again, he was gone. He was nowhere to be seen, and there was nowhere for him to have gone. I kept looking and looking for the homeless man, before we turned the corner, but he had vanished into thin air.

At that moment, I knew God had presented me with a test. I felt it in my very soul. The homeless man was an agent of God, or maybe even God Himself, and He wanted to see if I would take a moment of my time to help an old, almost blind man, learn about the Bible. I'm so glad I did and am forever in debt to the kind, old man who changed me forever.

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scarlett2 (1 stories) (34 posts)
11 years ago (2011-10-12)
What inspiring stories, Rhonda & Gregory-Brown! Thank you for sharing. You have both shown us first hand what it means to love thy neighbor, and one of our Lord's most important, love, love... Blessings and peace, always. ❤
Daydreamer (guest)
13 years ago (2010-01-20)
That must have been scary but you did a good job! Keep up the great work! ❤ Katie
Gregory_Brown (1 stories) (14 posts)
13 years ago (2010-01-18)

Your story certainly touched me. I would jump at the chance to do something like that. I've helped others in need more than a few times, but didn't get any feeling that I was being visited by an angel.

There was one experience I had when I was thirteen. A good friend, who lived very close to the train tracks, and I were hiking following the rail road tracks. There we met what seemed like an old hobo.

This man was peculiar. He talked to me about God. I can't recall any of the conversation. For that matter, it didn't dawn on me how odd this encounter was until I was in my late forties.

The only thing I do recall was just feeling some uncertainty. I don't think I fully understood what he was talking about. However, I do recall thinking that this guy was for no discernable reason a little out in the middle of nowhere.

I can only guess that he knew when I would be there. He also picked a seemingly odd topic to discuss..., God. He seemed to know what he was talking about. I knew some of what he was saying.

I just wish I could get a second chance to have that conversation again.

I do know for sure "that we entertain angels unaware."

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