Recently, while out riding one afternoon a motorcycle came into view in my rearview mirror. He stayed about 50 feet back for several miles. Suddenly he pulled along side me and motioned for me to pull over. I quickly crossed several lanes as soon as they were clear and entered a Home Depot parking lot with the other bike behind me. Immediately, as I turned off my engine this man began to tell me that the moment he saw the back of my vest that he knew that he had to talk to me. His wife had left him several weeks ago and that he was now on the verge of losing his job because he couldn't keep his mind clear. I listened to his every word that came from his heart as I silently asked the Lord what he wanted me to tell him. 

He continued to explain how the lonely nights out drinking and trying to forget his problems hadn't helped. When he was done I asked him if he loved his wife and he nodded his head. As I spoke God's word to him about this situation his eyes began to fill with tears. Taking him by the hands I began to pray with him. Soon the tears were rolling down his cheeks as he began to cry out loud.  When we were done I gave him my card and we talked about motorcycles for a while. I invited him to church as we both got on our motorcycles. He told me how much better he felt and that he was going to call his wife as soon as he got home to tell her what just took place. A great ending to this encounter would be that they are both in church and doing great things for God. To this day I have not heard from him but I do know that this ministry was used by Jesus one more time to touch another life in the sea of humanity. 

Thank you for sending us out.