On Saturday afternoon, a pastor and I went canvassing in a very wealthy neighborhood. We were putting flyers for our upcoming evangelistic services on the front doors of the homes in the subdivision.
Many of the houses had yards that seemed to be a block long or more. We split up to cover as much ground as possible. It was very hot, but the huge trees in many of the yards provided a very welcome shade cover for me.
After about 45 minutes or so, it began to rain. I chided myself for not bringing along an umbrella.
As I walked toward yet another home, the owner was mowing his lawn with his riding mower. I signaled to him to give him our flyers. After he had come to meet me, I explained what we were doing, and he graciously received the info and thanked me.
He then extended himself to me in a very gracious way that I was not at all expecting. He offered for me to go to his garage to wait until the rain stopped. I eagerly accepted his offer and hurried over to his garage.
In a short while, he met me at the garage, and I explained a little more about who I was and what I was doing. He shared that he went to another church in the area and expressed appreciation for what I was doing.
He then told me to wait just a minute while he went into his home. He returned shortly with an ice-cold bottle of water for me. After that, he opened the trunk of his Sebring car, took out a small umbrella, gave it to me, and said that I did not need to return it to him.
I thanked him for his graciousness and proceeded on my way. Jesus’ words came to my mind: “And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward” (Matt. 10:42).
Praise God for His kindness to me through this unexpected act from a stranger!