Thanks to my ongoing TIPM issue, and needing to use a kill switch when turning the van off so my battery doesn't die and fuel pump doesn't burn out, I keep my van running for quick pick up orders; only turning it off for full-service shopping orders.

Well, the other night I had a restaurant pick up. Wound up parking next to an older couple that turned out to be a pastor and his wife. When I came back out, she mentioned about my van running and held her door open so no one can get into mine. (I use the spare key to drive, fob stays on me and doors are locked when I leave the van) So I explained to her what I do, why it's running, and if I didn't trust the area, I'd turn it off. That managed to turn into a quick convo about life, my current struggles, and JoAnnes passing. They mentioned some things I already knew, but needed to hear. And I find it absolutely amazing that no one said it to me before these strangers did. Some came close to what they said, but not exactly. I don't know if it was just the wording, my state of mind I was in during the convo, or what. But I needed that.

The fact it came from another pastor and his wife only added to the meaning of what was said. Not that it would've been less impactful had I not known he was a pastor, but the fact he was gave it that extra....I can't think of the word I'm looking for. Nonetheless, it was a convo I needed and I'm taking their being there to give it as God reaching back out to me trying to reassure me that I'll make it through this current struggle of mine.

I'm doing the best I can. Many days I admittedly have been ready to give up. There's only a few reasons why I'm pushing forward, and I'm not one of them. Praying to God several times a day. So to have that convo, it was like God was telling me He hears me and was replying to my questions. I never saw those people before that night, and don't know if I will again. And I'm all over the place as delivery service. But I'm glad they were there that night.