This story was written by Micaela, a former School of Evangelism student.
“…He alone is my refuge, my place of safety…”
I saw a girl sitting by herself, so I explained that I was a Christian and asked if I could sit down. She started crying and told me it was good that I had come because she was feeling ‘done with life’. I found out that she was 18 and had been stuck on the streets for 2 years. Her mom was in drug rehab but ran away and no one can find her. She said she’s never felt more alone in her life. I prayed with her and while praying God gave me the word “daisies” and also Psalm 91 came to mind. I asked her if daisies meant anything to her and she smiled as she told me they were her and her Pops favorite flower. Then as I read Psalm 91 to her; “…He alone is my refuge, my place of safety…” She cried more and explained to me how she has seen God’s protection in her life.