It has always amazed me how God plans things so carefully. Today, I’m referring to “divine appointments”, or God-inspired meetings. These are situations where you meet with someone and you know that the hand of God is in it.

I have had many divine appointments in my life, all of which have served some divine purpose. It’s interesting to me that, had one circumstance been altered, the entire appointment might not have ever happened.

Recently, as I was leaving for church I saw that my neighbor’s vehicle had a Jesus sticker on the back of it. I have lived in this townhouse for about five months, and never once saw the sticker, or talked to my neighbor. When I got home later that evening, the same neighbor was outside grilling. I pulled into my garage, and I felt the Holy Spirit telling me to go talk to her. This was a little out of my character, not because I’m anti-social, but because I normally don’t initiate conversations with people. You can call it a flaw, I suppose!

However, I walked right up to her, and it looked as if maybe she had received the same message. She was more than ready to meet me, and I instantly felt comfortable around her. She had made a comment that she never hears me, and I laughed at that. I said to her, “I’m shocked, because I’m always up there praising, interceding, casting out demons, and blasting my Christian music.” I had absolutely no fear around her, and as I was talking to her I could see “spirit tears” developing in her eyes (that’s the new name I’m giving to moisture that appears in your eyes when you feel the presence of the Holy Spirit).

She said, “I can’t believe this whole time I’ve been safe. This whole time I’ve had someone praying next to me.” I gave her a hug, and told her that she had to come over some time for worship with Lisa and me.

As I came inside my home, I nearly fell down; the power of God was so heavy. I also couldn’t believe that for five months I had never seen this woman who’s walls are connected to mine. For five months, God had kept her hidden until the timing was right. Now, for the first time in my life, I have a neighbor. A real neighbor!

It’s not over though. That night I was led to write her a letter to let her know how blessed I was to meet her. I ran over and slipped it in her door. The next morning I saw an envelop in the crack of my own door. I braced myself for it’s contents. She had actually written me a poem! The nicest poem I have ever read, and probably the nicest thing that anyone has every done for me! Especially considering the fact that I had only met her the night before. Praise God!

It’s on my refrigerator as a reminder that there are still good people out there, and if you listen to God, and follow His leading, you just might meet some of them!