When God Moves Faster Than You Can Think

You ever just be chillin’ in your frustration, pull up to a red light, glance over at a homeless person… and suddenly hear God whisper, “Give her your hat”—and before you even know what’s happening, your body is already moving, words are pouring out of your mouth, and your hat goes FLYING out the window?

Yeah.
It’s happened to me.
Twice.

Twice now, God has nudged me—no, launched me—into giving up something personal and meaningful to a complete stranger as an act of love. He works so fast… like SO fast… that I don’t even have time to second-guess it. It’s instinct. It’s immediate. It’s Him.

And honestly? I’m blessed for it.

Because after a long, frustrating workday, my heart still managed to end the day warm, a little confused, and full of faith that God is working in my life in ways I don’t always understand.

Every day, I struggle with purpose. With the weight of hate, judgment, and resentment in the world. I try my best to be graceful, but sometimes my human side wins. Today was one of those days. I drove home “in a mood,” and I asked God what else I could do with my evening—because the liquor store was sounding WAY too perfect, even though I don’t even drink.

He told me to drive past it, go home, and spend time with my son instead.

But He didn’t stop there.

I ended up spending time with all of my kids—and even got to show them a random (and I’m sure to them, slightly crazy) act of kindness to a complete stranger.

Months ago, I saw this same woman at a stoplight. My window was down, music playing, sunglasses on—easy to ignore her. She came up to my truck and told me she loved my hat. I thanked her, gave her a support bracelet, and went on my way.

Today, driving back with the kids, she walked right in front of my truck at the light, heading to the center divide. She looked right at me—and before my brain could catch up, my hands were already taking off my hat and my mouth was already speaking.

I told her she could have it if I got a hug in return.
She hugged me, I told her Jesus loves her, the light turned green, and my son panicked because I hadn’t moved yet.

And just like that, it was over.

I had no idea what was happening in that moment…
But God did.

I constantly tell myself that the things of this world don’t matter—that what comes after is what’s important. That our time here should be spent bringing others into the light.

But we can’t do that if our hearts are full of anger, hatred, resentment, judgment, or unforgiveness.

We bring people into the light by:

• Loving a stranger
• Showing grace to someone who frustrates us
• Forgiving those who hurt us
• Leaving our judgment at the door

This world won’t start to heal until we stop returning hate with hate.

I’ll never force my beliefs on anyone, and I’m not here to throw Bible verses at you. But this—THIS—is how I know God is real, and Jesus Christ lives inside me.

It’s not a bad time in life to try getting to know Him.

(And I blocked out her face for her privacy, but trust me—her smile could light up the sky.)

Man… that was my favorite hat.
But seeing her smile made it worth every stitch.