It was a typical Sunday delivery in Douglasville for the FIA (Faith in Action) group until we came across this man carrying a cross made from 4” pressure treated wood that had been bolted together. We decided if we saw him again, we would stop and lift him up in prayer.
We saw him again and jumped out to greet him. Beau lent a hand by bearing the cross for him for a short time. His name is Rob, and he is from Augusta. He said that he was headed to San Diego, almost like a movie that I saw (Book of Eli) where the main character’s goal was to head west. He was very excited to be lifted up in prayer. We decided to get a picture with him, and he immediately drew attention to the back of my phone as it had a motocross sticker on it. He said that he used to race with his son. He also mentioned that he was the guy that landed on his son accidentally and it killed him. I heard this story in the past and thought of how bad of a feeling that must be…
We prayed for his heart, for safe travels and gave him a little money for the road for which he was very appreciative. One thing I will never forget is when we were about to take off, I asked “Hey, do you have a place to sleep tonight?” “Where are you going to stay?”
He said, “That’s something I pray about everyday, and God provides every time, even if it is just sleeping outside behind a church or a building he provides.”
His faith and willingness to answer that calling are amazing! While I don’t understand it completely, I accept it just as if I did because we all have our own crosses to bear. If you tried to explain it to someone they may would not feel that same way about it that you do.