It was one of those interrupted moments in life where God’s plans intercepted with ours.
We had spent the day
in the big city in a neighboring town with more amenities than we are accustomed to. The grandparents were visiting, so we went to catch a movie, enjoy a meal, and do a little shopping.
The last stop on the list was our coveted treat at Dairy Queen before our more than an hour drive back home.
It was then that she crossed the street and stopped my husband from completing his turn to ask where the nearest park was so that she could pitch her tent to sleep for the night.
She wasn’t an old, homeless woman but a young traveler. Continue reading →