While driving to Beaufort to celebrate my daughter’s birthday, I drove past an elderly man carrying two heavy grocery bags. He had a visible limp and was laboring to keep moving. The Holy Spirit touched me and after driving a bit past him, I turned the car about, returned to him and offered him a ride to his destination. He initially balked at my offer but with prodding, he finally accepted the ride. The drive was almost two miles…not to his house, but to his church. He thanked me and blessed me. I didn’t need his blessing, I felt blessed to be a blessing already.