Nothing happens by chance
Here is something I read on Facebook.
Nothing happens by chance
The other night, the night before I left for Florida, Andy, the owner of TractPlanet, sent me some gas money, because he was generous enough to pay for my trip down to his place, as we figure out if me working for him here will be a good fit.
I wanted to get my gas tank filled the night before, so I wouldn’t have to worry about it the next morning, and so I went to get gas. I got to the station, and just went I started pumping the gas, a lady came up to me and asked me if I could give her a ride to a grocery store nearby. I hesitated for a bit, because it appeared that she may have some sort of drug or alcohol issue, and I don’t need to risk getting pulled over and then get in trouble for possession of a substance I never saw in my life, simply because someone in my vehicle possessed it.
I told her I could do it, though. She was glad, and then asked if she could wait in my car in the mean time. I told her no. I don’t trust strangers to be alone in my vehicle. I told her she could get in when I’m done pumping my gas.
I get done pumping my gas, she gets in, asks me if I am a cop, I tell her no, and I start driving. I don’t even make it out of the parking lot before she starts basically asking if I want sexual favors.
I realized that she was a prostitute. I immediately tell her she needs to get out. I start turning the car around, and then tell her “Actually, I need to tell you something before you go”.
I stop the vehicle, and tell her that she is “going to be judged one day. Don’t you know that?”
You could see her immediately fill with shame. I went on, trying my best to press on to her the real consequences of her choices. I explain to her that she is going to stand in front of God and give an account for these things one day. I told her that the conversation we are having will be a witness against her if she doesn’t repent.
She began crying, and I began to share the entire Gospel of Jesus Christ with her. She began praying, and I continued to speak to her. I explained to her how the Lord’s mercy and grace. I have absolutely no idea if she was converted that night, but it’s been on my mind ever since, and I really would appreciate it if you all prayed for her. Her name is Kristina.
Had Andy not sent me the money for gas that night, I wouldn’t have gone to any gas station. Had I been home instead of visiting my mother’s place, I likely would have gone to a different gas station near my home.
Nothing falls out by chance. God had me go to that gas station that night primarily to share the Gospel with that woman. It was the LORD’s idea. It was Him presenting His Son to her. It was Him calling her to repentance. I truly hope to see her in glory one day.
Also, I would like to ask anyone who has read this far to pray for my friend’s financial situation. She is someone who faithfully consistently donates to members of the body of Christ. I don’t know the specifics of her situation, but I know one of her goals is to be able to provide more for the body. She has been a tremendous blessing to so many people, and I hope to see the Lord prospering her. All for His glory, amen!