We actually needed an interpretor and we had one!

Today was delivery day.

Right off the bat, things were different. The camp site for one of our regulars was a total mess. It looked like someone went through all his belongings. Things were just not right. We left food and a note. We circled up and prayed for him. Please pray for this guy.

Next we met a new person. She is in her 20's and is 6 months pregnant. She is staying at a hotel under the watchful eye of another one of our friends who helps everyone. She is concerned about what she is going to do. There was a fire or something in the house she rented a room and now she is on the streets. I told her about the Day Center and that she could get connected to services there. She promised she would visit on Saturday. Pray she follows through and the right connections are made. I will let everyone know if there are specific baby needs.

Then things got even stranger. We went to a site where we are basically checking up on the homeless friends. They don't go to the center much and they had asked us to not walk near the camp. They got kicked out of another area in the spring because of too much foot traffic causing too much attention.

This place is surrounded by several businesses and there were several people just hanging out about 50 yards from the path to the camp. I told two of our youth to quickly leave the bags and get right back in the truck. They did that, but those people watched everything we did!! Oh well. Then, one of them drove his car up to my van and got out. I was very worried. I thought I blew it. I got out to meet them and told the youth to pray.

They guy was really hard to understand. I don't hear well, but there was something else going on. I finally figured out that he was speaking Spanish!! Guess what? I had not one, but two youth who speak fluent Spanish!! Each youth has a mom from a Spanish speaking country!! I lead my new friend to the van and introduced him to one of these youth. It was so cool to watch them communicate. Our new friend, who is originally from Cuba, lead us down to the camp. He told us how he works nearby and has been taking care of the folks in this camp. He was even getting a bit frustrated that one of them was not looking for a job.

Then one of the homeless friends showed up and all 4 of us chatted for quite a while. They had been getting the food we were leaving and they really appreciated all that we had been doing. They even gave us permission to come down to the camp to leave food and visit. Our relationship has deepened.

Later, the youth who was doing the translating, said the Cuban guy kept telling her that, "your dad is a good man." He was referring to me. We got that corrected, but he was still impressed and wants us to join them when he cooks rice, beans and pork for those in the camp.

That was really cool. The lesson here - God provides even when we don't understand what is going on, He will bring someone who does.