In reviewing Devotional No. 26 during my editing phase in the publication of Ode to My Lord, I remember re-reading what I had written and something struck me as wanting. This was a story that my husband had relayed to me and I thought I had captured all the details told to me. But when I re-read about the homeless man boldly entering and coming up to him in the restaurant to ask for food, I felt some explanation was missing.

How many times does a homeless person "boldly" enter a restaurant to ask a customer for food? When does the homeless ever enter a restaurant? Moreover, this was in the middle of Washington D.C. on a street full of small restaurants so why did he choose this particular restaurant? Wouldn't he, even if he did have gumption to do so, go and ask instead the people working there for some food? So why did this homeless man walk in and ask a customer. . . and why did he choose to ask my husband? I felt something was missing, so I shared with my husband my feeling. "Well, actually there was more to my story - a personal part. Yes. . . I saw all those homeless people on the street and had felt compelled to help them, I thought of possibly ordering some food to feed some of them. There were so many of them loitering around that I had to then say a quick prayer to the Lord to give me guidance in carrying this out."

I guess there was my answer to why I felt something was missing from this story. My husband had asked God and He had answered. But then I felt that was his devotional to our Lord . . and another story.