Early this morning, God introduced Derek and I to Ray Ann. She was happening to walk down Clayton Street and Derek started chatting with her. Come to find out, she just got discharged from a hospital in town after having some surgery. Through asking her questions, we found at her residence is a tent (but not in Tent City) and that she came downtown looking for food. Her source of money for the night was a $1 scratch-off lottery ticket which she could redeem for money to buy food, but the gas station attendant could not redeem the ticket after 11pm. When we met her, it was probably 12:30am.
Now, even though Derek, myself, and others were downtown seeking to start conversations about God, Jesus, and the gospel, it is at this point that my mind went into thinking that this was another homeless person panhandling and looking for money to buy drugs, booze, cigarettes, etc. I write this because I still contend with the sin of judging someone’s spiritual state by how they appear. Though Christ has delivered me from slavery to sin, and there is much that I ask the Holy Spirit to change about me. The next half hour was part of that instruction.
Continuing: Derek asked Ray Ann if she was a believer based on the cross she was wearing. She replied that God sent His Son to die on the cross for her sins and some more after that was pretty spot on. After this, she seemed to open up more. We continued to talk to her and proceeded to buy her a meal because she was pretty hungry.
Derek went to get cash and I kept Ray Ann company on the sidewalk. We sat down on the corner of College Ave and Clayton Street and started talking. We chatted about the depravity of downtown for a bit and then I mentioned that though I was out downtown witnessing, I still fear people and having conversations with them.
Here’s where it gets really, really good.
Ray Ann replied she struggles with this too. She then started telling me that man’s life is but a vapor (which in Scripture) and quoted the verse. She said it was Isaiah 2:22. Then for a few minutes she kept encouraging me. “A 2-minute conversation can change someone’s life,” she said, as well as: “You don’t always see the results of what you’re doing.” And another one: “God will lead you to what you are supposed to do. Just listen to Him. You have God’s spirit (the Holy Spirit) in you.” Then a tall guy walked by and mockingly propositioned her to come sleep with him. In the context of thinking about fear and what to say to people I said, “What do you do about that guy?” She said, “Love him.”
Shortly thereafter Derek returned. He prayed for her and then she in turn prayed for Derek and I. While eating she continued to talk about the book of Isaiah and how it was a prophetic book about the future, the coming of Jesus, as well as a narrative of events occurring in Israel at that time. She asked me if I ever read the book; I said no.
Ray Ann then told me: “Promise me that you will read the book of Isaiah. It’s like a mini-Bible. Go home and read it.” I told her I would. She did not have a Bible because she has given hers away, but she took a Gideon from me and a gospel of John from Derek. I so filled with love for this woman that I gave her hug. She taught me so much! I walked away from the conversation rejoicing in the Lord.
Hebrews 13:1-2 says, “Let brotherly love continue. Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”
God is so good. Ray Ann has no place to live, no job, no theology books, no church-strategy books, and no university degree and at one point I remember her praying, “keep me away from trusting in man and in this world, for that is the road to Hell.” She knows what she is without Jesus’ blood shed on her behalf. That childlike faith Jesus talks about is what I saw in her.
I am still processing all of what God is wanting to teach me from the encounter with Ray Ann. If nothing else, pray for her health and continued steadfast love in the Lord. Pray also for Danielle and Johnny, two other folks who our group spoke to who God appears to be drawing to Himself.