Donate it but discovered they no longer
Accept high chairs.
I just left the relic in my car and prayed that I could
Find someone who could use it.
Today when I parked my car to attend a party, I noticed a
Woman and a child sitting on a porch
Across the street.
"Aha!" I thought, and I walked up to them.
"Are you at the wrong house?" the lady asked as she
Puffed on a cigarette.
"No," I answered, "I just wondered whether you
Could use a high chair."
Not only could her daughter use the chair, but
The worn out woman needed
Encouragement.
Among her heartaches is an alcoholic son who
Also is plagued with seizures.
I put my arm around her shoulder,
Explained the gospel with my bracelet and
Gave her Jack's tract which describes how
God delivered him from alcohol.
When I told the worried mom that I would
Add her Ryan to my prayer list she was
More than grateful.
"You're an answer to prayer," Kim told me.
"And you're my divine appointment," I replied.
After the party my new friend called to me as
I was heading to my car.
She had already read the tract to her
Son over the phone and told him I was praying for
His recovery.
It was perfect timing.
The high chair had occupied the
Back seat of my car all week, and I'm
Convinced God knew that I was planning to
Put the rejected chair out for the
Garbage men in the morning.