Updated: Aug 21, 2020
Tattoos and hippie vibes, Autumn stood in the garage walkway with two companions; her dog and her guitar.
I asked the Lord to give me something to say that might encourage her. I pictured the Himalayan Mountains in my mind, and I felt like I was supposed to tell her simply that she was made for adventure and for great things. That God loved her.
“That’s so crazy you say that because just this week I was telling myself I was made for so much more than what I have right now. People keep trying to tell me what to do and it’s not what’s inside of me,” Autumn said.
“God cares about you. Do you have a relationship with Jesus?” I asked.
“Oh yes I do!” She said, “but just a liiiittle bit.” She said, holding up her thumb and index finger to her eye to show the amount.
“All you need is a little bit. Can I pray for you?”
“Yes,” she said, as she stretched out her arms for a hug.
In this embrace, I prayed that God would fill her with His love. The funny thing is, in that moment, I was getting filled with God’s love, too. Loving God, loving people. That’s what matters. It’s cool how when you’re living it, the other stuff fades away.
“You have no idea how much I needed this today,” She said.
“Me too!” I said.
It doesn’t have to be complicated. We can simply stop for those around us, even if it’s on a short lunch break.