I joined in on the church prayer call this morning. Someone prayed for food to feed the hungry and noted that this is the fast the Lord desires. Our church has been taking food donations during this time of quarantine to share with those in need.

I’d also been fasting so I thought after the call, I need to spend some time here in the Word, praying before I end my fast.

I read Isa. 58 and focused on verses 6-7, and while reading and praying through those  verses in different translations  I saw that one stated: “share your food with people.”

During this prayer time, the Holy Spirit somewhat randomly put the Christian artist Danny Gokey on my mind. When I Googled his name, the first song that came up was titled, “Haven’t Seen It Yet”. As  I listened, I thought this song is applicable for today.

Then as I  went back to prayer I decided I was going to get food and share it with those in need by dropping it off at the church.

I made a trip to Costco. As I passed an end cap on an aisle, I saw that they had a six-pack of canned chicken. I heard the Lord say, “Get that for your offering”, so I did.

While driving home, I began to think of Danny Gokey again.  I thought maybe the Lord wanted me to pray for him. So I said a prayer. Then out of the blue on the radio right after I had prayed from him, that exact song “Haven’t Seen it Yet” began to play.  I thought that’s incredible timing, and also a  bit bizarre. The Lord had my attention for sure!

As I turned into our neighborhood, a man was sitting outside on his lawn with a table set up selling golf balls with a sign that read “I’m out of work”.

As I passed the house, the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart to give the six cans of chicken to that man.

I wasn’t sure at first if I heard correctly, then I heard the Lord say, “he’s your neighbor”. At that point  conviction set in for me to turn my car around.

I pulled the chicken from my grocery bag and put it in the front seat so I could easily offer it to him and turned the car around to drive back by his house.

Where did he go? I didn’t see him.

It was a cul-de-sac, and I needed to turn the car around again to leave, which naturally caused me to pass his house one last time. I saw the man was walking back to the table, so  I rolled the car window down and gave a greeting. I began talking, “I  don’t have cash on me, but I’m just getting back from the store. Would you like these?” as I held the canned chicken up.

When he asked what it was, I replied that it was chicken and he was so thrilled, saying, ”Oh my gosh, thank you, so much. This is so cool! I can eat chicken salad, thank you!” “What is your name?” he asked. “Deborah,” I replied. I asked for his name too and he replied “Marcus”.  “Marcus, I’ll be praying for you,” I said, as I drove off and he walked back to the table smiling.

I left fighting back the tears as I felt much gratitude to the Lord.

When I arrived home, I wanted to share with John what had happened. After putting away the groceries, I grabbed the closest Bible which happened to be John’s, so I could read him the verse from Isaiah 58. As I picked it up and began to open the Bible it opened right to Isaish 58.

Looking at John I exclaimed, “Oh, were you reading from Isaiah 58 this morning too?

He said, No, I wasn’t!

We both smiled at each in amazment!

Deborah Somjak