Stretching My Comfort Zone

For the past month or so, God has been stretching me. Pulling me out of my comfort zone. Not going to lie. Didn't and still don't really like it, but I want to be obedient to what God wants me to do. The first instance was few weeks ago when I met an army veteran. He was a truck driver that came into where I work to deliver a load. The Holy Spirit nudged me and said talk to him about his service and then thank him for his sacrifice for his country and time away from his family. We had quite the conversation. He told me that his whole family has served in the military. When it was time for him to leave, I told him that I would pray for him and his family. He was very appreciative of someone that was willing to do that. Especially someone they don't know. This is one of the main reasons I believe that I am working where I work. I keep asking God "why am I here?" He reveals it to me, a little at a time, why I am where I am at. The second instance was this morning at Jewel grocery store. We were checking out, when a biker couple were getting their things together at a register over from us. They had on their leather, bandanas, all the typical gear and tattoos all over. Now I am not afraid to talk to them, but the Holy Spirit again nudged me to talk with this couple. So I approached the dude, and told him that I pray that they ride safe this weekend. He said thanks then asked why I came up to them. I told him that almost a month ago, a motorcycle accident hit really close to home for me. A co-worker of mine, his daughter was riding on the back of a motorcycle when a pickup truck turned it front of them. Her fiancé was killed instantly, and she had been in ICU for about 2 1/2 weeks. So when I saw them in the store and with it being Labor Day weekend, that means more traffic on the roads, the Holy Spirit just said talk with them and tell them that you'll pray for them. They were very appreciative as well for the prayers. We told each other to have a good weekend and we went our separate ways. I'll probably never see the truck driver or the biker couple again, but that will not stop me from praying for them, and all the drivers and bikers on the road. The best thing about approaching these people and talking with them. They didn't say no to prayer! They were actually very open to it, and thanked me for offering it for them. I give thanks to The Lord above for leading me, guiding me and directing me to these people. I pray that He has my path cross with many more and that God will use me in a mighty way!