This week I was driving back from Toronto, and there was an old brown camper van putting along the 401. It had Beautiful British Columbia Plates, and a woman with dark brown hair and tats on her arms. As I passed by, her window was down, and i could see she was smiling and singing. Radiant Joy. That's all I can think of now to describe her. In a moment I felt like I needed to pull into the next exit just to see if she was going to pull in... then i could, what? Talk to her? About what??? What would I say to this complete stronger? I only had 5 bucks cash if she needed gas money. It was ridiculous. I had 2 seconds to make the exit, she was about 100 meters behind me already. I choose not to. I stayed the course. I passed the exit and strained to see in my rear view mirror to see if she was going to exit. She did. Regret.
And Now i find myself here, writing about it two days later.
Today I was driving down Stewart in Brockville, and saw two people out with giant signs about Indigenous women. I was so impressed, but hesitated to turn around because of traffic and time. The incident two days before had taught me to just take the risk and go talk to them. I turned around, parked and talked to them. Long story short, there was encouragement in the stop.
Two situations, two opportunities. One a lost regret, another, a beautiful confirmation. As a follower of Jesus, I would call these "Spirit invites". Do you ever get these? Do you do it, or do you ignore? What are you missing out on? The prompts always feel like an invite.... and beckoning whisper to explore, and invite to expand connections, an invite to trust, test and do what you think you are being asked to... Try it sometime... God may surprise you!
And to be super honest, EVERY SINGLE TIME I trust those Spirit invites, I am never disappointed.
