My Life is West, So I Will Go East.

Yesterday, i was on my way to school and i drove by a bus stop, do mind you i was already running late and i needed to get to school and then work. I prayed against anxiety and kept on driving. Then I looked over to the bus stop and saw this women that i had served at a homeless ministry a couple of months ago. But again i just kept driving for another block, when all of a sudden, it felt like the holy spirit had put a 10 foot brick wall in front of my heart, and i had just run into it.
I had to turn around, something inside me was not okay with leaving her there in the hot sun. So, in the middle of ths busy street i quickly found a place to turn around, i felt like Jesus really took the wheel. I parked the car in a neighborhood next to the bus stop and got out to ask her if she needed a ride.
She hesitated at first because she wasnt sure if i was serious, then she asked if i could take her to the post office and the bank and her storage unit to sort somethings out.I had to think about it for a second, because i knew i needed to get stuff done, but my next thought was, would Jesus keep on driving? Then i quickly said, yes, yes of course i will take you where you need to go.

So off we went, she still couldnt wrap her mind around why i had stopped. Well, we got to talking and at first it was small talk, trying to break the general awkwardness that came in thos first few moments. Then she talked about how she catholic and she had gone to the church every night that week for a retreat. I just sat there and listened and drove.

As we got farther and farther she started to open up about her life, it choked her to tears to have someone to talk to, someone that cared enough to stop for her and just listen to her story. Then she asked me my age, and when i told her, she gasped and told me i was just a kid, and that kids dont do stuff like this.

I went further to explain that its Jesus that works through me, and that she is my family and i couldnt leave her on the side of the road like that. Finally we went to her last stop got back in the car so i could take her wherever she needed to be for the day. She decided she wanted to go to a bus stop right by my school, so it worked out perfectly for me. In those last few minutes while we were together, she still had this happy radiance that was contagious. The wrinkles in her face seemed less sad than when i had first met her at the bus stop. Before she got out of the car i prayed for her, i prayed for favor and protection. She then thanked me over and over again and said i was a true miracle from heaven.

And that is my point, for that one hour it wasnt about me. It was about a lady who by the worlds standards has nothing, but in heaven has everything. That hour was one of the best in my entire life, not only did that lady see Jesus in me, but i didnt let my age stop me from following the call of the Holy Spirit , i went in the opposite direction of what i knew i wanted to do and ran for the arms of my saviour who wanted to help this lady. My life was west, so i went east. Now i know what Jesus meant when he said, 'Whoever keeps his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life will keep it." Which way are you headed?