A recent mission of our church was to assemble “Blessing Bags” to give in lieu of cash to people asking for handouts. After carrying one around in my car for a few days, I spotted a man on the side of Route 50 whose sign said “Homeless Veteran.” I rolled down my window and gave him the bag. He looked really happy to see all the useful items it contained–toothbrush, toothpaste, comb, cheese and crackers, Subway gift card, a Bible verse and more. He responded with a warm smile. I turned left on Glebe Road and seeing Mr. Car Wash in the next block, put my car in line for a scrub. When I looked for my wallet to pay, however, I realized that I had left it at home. I apologized to the cashier and began to ask if I could return later with the payment. Just then, the young man behind me in line stepped up and said “Don’t worry, I’ll pay for her wash.” I was stunned and deeply moved to receive such a blessing so soon after handing out a Blessing Bag. I know it was just a happy coincidence, but I plan to carry a Blessing Bag at all times.