Our new friend it turned out, was walking from Essex to Snowdon to raise money for Help the Heroes. We sat and chatted for an hour at least about his journey and his life. We looked up campsites nearby that were on his route to his next major stop and gave directions to the nearest supermarket. As he left we offered to pray for him and he accepted our offer.
It's in these moments that I think about the story Jesus told about the king who blessed those who had fed him when he was hungry, given him something to drink when thirsty, visited him in prison etc. "When did we do this?" they asked, "When you did it for the least of these," was the answer. Was this such an occasion? Who knows, it just seemed to be the right thing to do.
What I do know is that we were in the right place at the right time to extend a blessing to someone who matters to God and who hopefully may be another step closer to the kingdom as a result.