I couldn’t miss Miss Gail’s hot pink hair from the road.
I made a U-turn and headed back.
Once I started walking to where she was camped at, I could see there were three other people with her.
I’m not going to lie, I was scared.
I kept asking God to protect me. I was at their home and I didn’t know what to expect.
I handed Miss Gail the one lunch I had with me and immediately she asked if I was with county.
I didn’t even know what she meant. I told her no, I just couldn’t help but notice her beautiful pink hair from the road and wanted to turn around to give her my extra lunch.
She thanked me and I started walking off when Lieutenant John spoke something to me that I couldn’t hear, so walked back.
He was telling me his name was John but the people on the street gave him the name lieutenant.
He spoke really fast. They both did.
Miss Gail came over to us and was saying something I didn’t quite understand but she seemed agitated and set something wrapped in a black bag on the wall and said they were needles.
Dear God, why do you have me here?
Apparently they were something she took from someone because she felt they were dangerous.
I don’t even know. I’m still trying to piece together what she was talking about.
I didn’t feel safe.
Lieutenant John wanted to talk to me about where he’s from, Indiana by the way. His friend who didn’t give me his name joined the conversation, briefly. Their fourth friend had nothing to say.
I left telling Miss Gail I would pray God would put a hedge of protection around her and to stay safe, since I felt she felt she was in danger from the person she took the needles from.
I really don’t know what to think.
This was the 20th lunch I have given out.
It was the first time I ever felt uneasy while I was there and not sure how I should feel after I left.
They were very nice. They were not threatening.
I was scared because they talked fast.
I couldn’t understand what they were saying.
She asked me something, I didn’t know what she meant or who she thought I was.
She openly talked to me about meth and needles.
I don’t think I will go to anyone’s home again. I don’t think that was smart.
But I won’t let this interaction stop me from packing an extra lunch.
I want to continue to love God and love others.
Lord, please look after Miss Gail and her friends. She could really use your help. Thank you for giving her friends she seems to trust and can look out for her. I pray they feel your call for their lives and may they feel your love.
Help me to find you during this brief encounter I had. May I learn from what you wanted me to see. Amen
Growing Faith 