The Day I Met Daniel

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  1. Ace

    Ace New Member

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    Hope every one enjoy this story some times it hard to find a good one.{ Ace }

    It was an unusually cold day for the month of May. Spring had arrived and everything was alive with color. But a cold front from the North had brought winter's chill back to Indiana. I sat with two friends in the picture window of a quaint restaurant. Just off the corner of the Town Square.

    The food and the company were both especially good that day. As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street.

    There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying a well-worn sign that read, "I will work for food." My heart sank. I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disgust.

    We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat half-heartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call for some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car.

    Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: "Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square." And so, with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the stone-front church, going through his sack. I stopped and looked, feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor.

    "Looking for the pastor?" I asked.

    "Not really," he replied, "Just resting."

    "Have you eaten today?"

    "Oh, I ate something early this morning."

    "Would you like to have lunch with me?"

    "Do you have some work I could do for you?"

    "No work," I replied, "I commute here to work, but I would like to take you to lunch."

    "Sure," he replied with a smile.

    As he began to gather his things. I asked some surface questions.

    "Where you headed?"

    "St. Louis."

    "Where you from?"

    "Oh, all over; mostly Florida."

    "How long you been walking?"

    "Fourteen years," came the reply.

    I knew I had met someone unusual.

    We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left only minutes earlier. His hair was long and straight, and he had a neatly trimmed dark beard. His skin was deeply tanned, and his face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, "Jesus is The Never Ending Story."

    Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences.

    Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought. He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God.

    "Nothing's been the same since," he said, "I felt the Lord telling me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now."

    "Ever think of stopping?" I asked.

    "Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me. But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles. That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads."

    I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked:

    "What's it like?"

    "What?"

    "To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show your sign?"

    "Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Sometimes I still feel uncomfortable. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me."

    My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said, "Come ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in." I felt as if we were on holy ground.

    "Could you use another Bible?" I asked.

    He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite.

    "I've read through it 14 times "He said.

    "I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see."

    I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he seemed very grateful.

    "Where you headed from here?" I asked.

    "Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon."

    "Are you hoping to hire on there for a while?"

    "No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next."

    He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his mission. I drove him back to the town square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things.

    "Would you sign my autograph book?" he asked. "I like to keep messages from folks I meet."

    I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of scripture, Jeremiah 9:11: "I know the plans I have for you," declared the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a future and a hope."

    "Thanks," he said. "I know we just met and we're really just strangers, but I love you."

    "I know," I said, "I love you, too."

    "The Lord is good."

    "Yes, He is."

    "How long has it been since someone hugged you?" I asked.

    "A long time," he replied.

    And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, "See you in the New Jerusalem."

    "I'll be there!" was my reply.

    He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bed roll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, "When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?"

    "I told him I would."

    And that was the last I saw of him.

    Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town and I hurried to my car. As I started the car I glanced over to the other seat and I saw them...a pair of well-worn brown work gloves. Oh No I thought he forgot his gloves. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that night without them. I remembered his words: "If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?"

    And pray for him I did.

    Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry.

    "See you in the New Jerusalem," he said.

    Yes, Daniel, I know I will...

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  2. field989

    field989 New Member

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    another A+ post by ace

    Thanks a ton

    thats a great story



    again thanks alot for sharing all your wonderfull stories!


    Jeff
     

  3. pk_powell

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    I'm no ashambed to admit this one brought me to tears. Thanks Ace you have REALLY touched my heart!! Reps for ya man!-----------pk:cry:
     
  4. pk_powell

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    I tried to rep ya Ace it wouldn't let me but just know it's the thought that counts.pk:crazy:
     
  5. ka_c4_boom

    ka_c4_boom New Member

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    i got yer back pk , and yes ace yet another good post
     
  6. splitshot

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    Thanks Ace, what can i say, that pretty much says it all. Sorry kinda speechless right now.
     
  7. FishMan

    FishMan New Member

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    I wish we could all learn to see each other, it seemes we look but don't see.
     
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    chattycatty New Member

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    Another beautiful post, Ace. It reminds me of the scripture, "Behold I stand at the door and knock..." The world needs more people like that man.
     
  9. bud1110

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    Ace,

    Brother I'm running out of words to say how much I enjoy your posts my friend..

    Great post...Thanks
     
  10. laidbck111

    laidbck111 New Member

    I have top agree, what else can be said that hasn't already.
     
  11. Ace

    Ace New Member

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    Sister I understand about the rep system. I try to rep every one that replys to my post.It also says the same thing you must spread some Reputation around.I don't know how long it is before you can rep the same person again.
    I am happy to bring joy to people that needs lifting up.Thank's to every one that replys to my post.If any one ever needs prayer just { PM } me I will get a prayer chain started.Because I belive in the POWER of PRAYERThank's again to every one Ace.

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  12. Pastor E

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    Thanks For Yhe post Ace:big_smile:
     
  13. TDawgNOk

    TDawgNOk Gathering Monitor (Instigator)

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    Once again, a very good, Godly post.

    Ace my brtoher, you have touched many lives by the posts that you have made, I have given you reps for it and thank you.