Touched by an Angel

There's a song by George Strait and it's called I Saw God Today.  Below are some lyrics.

I've been to church

I've read the book

I know he's here

But I don't look

Near as often as I should

Yeah, I know I should

His fingerprints are everywhere

I just slowed down to stop and stare

Opened my eyes and man I swear

I saw God today

 

A funny thing happened in St. Louis over the weekend.  I'm pretty sure I met God.  Wierd I know.  Allow me to explain. 

 

My friend Tricia and I were walking down on the riverfront...of course it's the Mississippi river, so it was flooded.  We crossed under the bridge and were amazed to see a statue completely covered by water, accept the head and arm.  Obviously it's not something you see every day.  There was a man there and he explained that it was a statue of Lewis and Clark...and their dog.  Well Lewis and the dog were submerged in water, so Clark was all alone.  This man was so nice.  He told us all about the flood and how far the water came up, then he asked if we wanted him to take our picture.  Okay...here's where the sinner in me comes into play...and please don't judge me.  For a split second I actually thought - what if we say yes and this guy runs off with our camera's??  Ugh, I feel horrible saying it, but it's what I was thinking.  At any rate, we said we'd love for him to take our picture...and he took the picture of us with Clark in between.  Then he proceeded to tell us that he was homeless and he said he had no where to go and asked if we could help him with some money.  Ironic since Tricia and I had just discussed homeless people on the ride up and how a lot of them aren't really homeless...and how it can be quite the profitable "job".  I wanted to give him money, I really did, but all I had were $20's, so Tricia gave him $5.  He was so grateful.  He introduced himself.  His name was Tony.  Anthony actually.  I told him that was my daddy's name...and that it was a great name.  And then...he asked us to pray for him and keep him in our prayers.  And ever since...I have prayed for him.  In fact, I can't stop thinking about him.  How kind he was.  There was just something about him.  I think I saw God that day.