Yesterday afternoon a man entered our office complex and asked my admin to see a pastor. He introduced himself, stated that he was driving by, and had some questions. He began by telling me that around ten years ago he placed his trust in Christ and ever since then life has been really hard.  He lived in a community over an hour away. He attends an evangelical church and has a pastor to whom he can talk. Why is he here in my office? As he continued to lay out his journey and all of the pain he and his wife have been experiencing, I started to think about Job in the Old Testament. He began to tell his story, and I started to think that for whatever reason he and I were supposed to be talking. Then I was startled to hear his story intertwine with the extended family of some good friends of mine. Unbeknownst to him, I knew the people to whom he was referring. We prayed together, and he left. Reflecting on his story, I was struck with the reality that his life is hard, a lot harder than mine. This stranger pointed me to the Lord and reminded me of the One in whom my trust must rest. This guy just walked in off the street, but he had a divine appointment. I needed to hear his story. Psalm 139:16, “Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; and in Your book were written the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there was not one of them” (NASB).