The Homeless Angel

Rising early the woman grabs her list of the items she needs to get at the retail store. She rushes out to the car thinking about all the chores she has lined up and errands she has to run.

Pulling into the parking lot she glances at a man standing under a tree at the edge of the parking lot. He’s unshaven and dressed in heavy clothes, a stocking cap covers his messy brown hair and military style boots to keep his feet warm. His small hand printed sign asks for work.

She ignores him in her rush to get her items and go on with her day. She grabs the shopping cart and wastes no time rushing up and down the isles checking off the items on her list as she tosses one item after another into the cart.

Loading the items into her trunk she takes a deep breath as she starts the car and slowly backs out. Stopping at the stop sign she looks over at the man. There are no people around him, all the cars are parked near the front of the store, not at the far end of the parking lot.

He looks at her, and then away.

She drives down the road to the next stop light and hears the Lord say, “Go back and ask what he needs.”

“But Lord…”

“Turn around and go back.” He states.

She makes an illegal U-turn and pulls into the parking lot beside the man and rolls her window down.

He steps toward the car and looks intently at her.

“I don’t have any work for you but is there something you need that I can help you with?” She asks.

“Thank you, Ma’am. I need food.”

“I’m not going to give you money but if you’ll go into the store I’ll buy you what you need. Where are you staying?”

The rugged-looking man explains that he, his wife, and little girl were evicted and they’re staying with his wife’s mother but the mother refuses to let him in the house other than to go to the bathroom. He has a tent pitched in the back yard that he sleeps in. He then suggests a gift card for the store and that way he can get what his wife needs.

Contemplating what to do, the woman finally says, “I’ll get you a gift card if you promise me and God you will not buy booze with it.”

“I don’t drink or do drugs, Ma’am and I promise not to buy them.”

As she pulls forward she hears him say, “God bless you Ma’am.”

She quickly buys him a gift card and rushes back out. She rushes to the place where she spoke with the man. She doesn’t see him so she drives around the parking lot looking for him.

The homeless man is nowhere to be found. He just disappeared in a moment’s time.

I call him my homeless angel.

(True story)


Scripture reference: Hebrews 13:2

Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”

15 thoughts on “The Homeless Angel

  1. God always blesses obedience. 😊

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  2. Could have just given this Angel of God the money to begin with, and then he would get whatever God wanted him to have with it.

    Even if that is booze (Prov 31:6-7). Booze for such a one is not a problem for God. And it might have really helped a man in need.


    • Angels don’t need money but I thank the Lord for allowing me to encounter one. Thanks for stopping by. Blessings to you.


      • The point isn’t the NEED per se, but the reluctance to give. God doesn’t NEED your money either, but he wants you to give it to him. And anyway, that “angel” has another name: Jesus. He is the “least of these” and you can give him all your money anything you want.


  3. I’ll just say I passed His test and leave it at that. Thanks and blessings to you.

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  4. Okay and those who hung Jesus on a Cross passed their test as well. They protected us from riffraff and whoever would disrupt the social and religious order. Then again, I believe Lot entertain some who really didn’t need him either. But he gave.

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  5. Maybe he was an angel. God knows and God saw your compassion. Bless you!


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