So I am circulating amongst the local homeless population here. You get to see familiar faces, know people.

Blissfully, I often can’t get places without someone spying me, shouting my name.

“PHOENIX!!!!!”

I spin around. Who is calling? Someone waves me over, another new friend.

I am soooooo happy here.

The other morning, I left from my new daily ritual of morning coffee with Sammy, and crossed towards the place where I am currently staying.

Straight ahead of me, in this little community where people get to know each other, look out for each other, is a new face.

A young woman, long blonde hair. She looks sad, discouraged. She is panhandling which is unusual. That is very frowned on here; you’ll get busted quick. No one does it.

She is bearing a sign that says, “Hungry, Homeless, Pregnant.”

I don’t have much. Just change. Not much of that even.

I stop, dig out all that change. Maybe missed a penny. I don’t like giving out pennies for some reason; seems like I am cheaping out. But dug out all my change.

I say, I have very little to give you, but what I have, I give you. Press the change into her hand.

I then place my right hand, palm down, on her forehead, and invoke the Aaronic Blessing (Numbers 6:22-27) over her and her unborn child. Wish her well and walk on.

It was all I could do.

I have not seen her since and that is amazing. She could not have gotten far.

Last night I dug in my wallet for something.

It had change in it. My wallet was full of change.

I didn’t see that girl again. My wallet was full of change, and I don’t know why that would be.

Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels. ~ Hebrews 13:2 NKJV