Lunch Money

One morning, as I drove around doing errands, God flashed an image of a young man who worked at a grocery store by my old apartment. God whispered, “Stan is a nice young man. He has a genuinely good heart.” When I arrived home, I realized I had forgotten to pick up drain cleaner. I got back into my car to buy some from a local hardware store about a mile from my new home. God said,” No. Go to the grocery store in your old neighborhood. Give that young man $10, tell him to buy lunch, and then tell him how I see him. How I see his heart.” Did I hear that right? I don’t know why I even questioned it. The truth was, I wasn’t too thrilled. The store was 20 minutes away, and I had been driving all morning! My hair was also dirty, and I had no makeup on, and I knew the store would be super busy right before Christmas.

I drove to my old hood and when I walked in; I didn’t see Stan cashiering. Oh well. I guess I missed it. Must have been my own thoughts and that cash burning in my pocket talking to me! I turned down the aisle to get the cleaner, and there he was. Standing right in front of the cleaner, unpacking stock with another employee. I don’t know why I was amazed that he was right where I needed to be and that the aisle was totally empty, even though the store was packed. God always knows how to set it up, so you just walk right into it.

“I don’t want you to think I am weird, but God told me this morning to give you $10. Buy yourself some lunch today.” His face lit up, and he suddenly looked upward. I could tell a lightbulb went off. It was about noon, and maybe it was time for his break. Or maybe he didn’t have any money. Didn’t matter, that was just an icebreaker because, of course, God didn’t stop there.

God told him how He saw him. Stan was a nice person with a big, genuine heart. That when he had children, he would be a good father. That he would be patient and encouraging and that his love for his children would help them become people effective in this world. He would be too, and his children would pass this on. Whoa! Sometimes God is a chatty daddy!

Stan’s face was lit up the entire time God spoke to him. His coworker stood silently nearby just taking it all it in. No one interrupted us, and the aisle remained empty.

“Thank you so much! I really really appreciate it. This means a lot to me. God bless you.”

“Yes, I know it does. God just wanted you to know that He loves you, sees you, and thinks you are amazing.”

What a super blessing it is to be used by God. That encounter made my day! I am continually humbled by how much He loves people if we let him through us. I am sure this young man will have an interesting story to tell his family tonight about a God who paid for his lunch and saw the best in him. With no strings! Without any come-to Jesus meetings!

I guess I need to stop being surprised by these encounters. That is just how my Daddy God rolls……

Redheads

I laughed today, as I saw a man walk into Cub Foods with 3 energetic red-haired children. They actually looked more like a small red tornado; swirling, pulling, shoving and bouncing off of each other. I couldn’t tell if they were having fun or ready to burst into flames! Ha! The poor guy just looked frazzled.

Ahhhhh. A family full of redheaded bundles of joy. Or anger. Or hysterics. You just never know what might show up, moment to moment.

My parents were most likely glad that they only had one. My mother used to save articles that she had found on redheads for me. One was a Time or Life Magazine article, in which they did a study on a group of redheaded children. They found some significant differences. Redheads were more easily angered, frustrated, and had a very low tolerance for waiting. Waiting of any kind. The magazine stated that is why the Vikings, who were predominately redheads, enjoyed fighting, killing and pillaging. They just couldn’t help themselves!

Redheads supposedly had a lower tolerance to pain, needed more anesthesia and were found to, more often, have addictive personalities. The study also included monitoring the children’s classroom behavior, the day after Halloween. Photographs showed the children, after an evening sugar binge, out of control and literally bouncing off the walls!

I hate to admit it, but when I was a child, I could occasionally be a handful. Ok, even as a young adult. Ok, up until about 15 years ago. Ha! Glad I got more mellow as the years went on. Most days I am pretty calm. Except in rush hour traffic after my morning McDonald’s coffee buzz. Or the afternoon drive home. Or waiting in line. Especially waiting in line. I think that is why the Holy Spirit always seems to manifests when I am standing in line. Probably safer for everyone. Sure keeps my mind off of pillaging.

How My Daddy Rolls

This morning, as I drove around doing errands, God flashed an image of a young man who works at a grocery store by my old place. God whispered “He is a nice young man. He has a genuinely good heart.” When I arrived home I realized I had forgotten to pick up some drain cleaner. I got back into my car to buy some from a local hardware store about a mile from my house. God said ” No. Go to the grocery store by your old place. Give that young man $10, tell him to buy lunch, and then tell him how I see him. How I see his heart.”

I wasn’t too thrilled, to tell you the truth. The store was 15 minutes away! My hair was dirty, no make-up on and I knew the store would be super busy right before Christmas. I drove to my old hood and when I walked in I didn’t see him cashiering. Oh well. I guess I missed it. Must have been my own head and that cash burning in my pocket talking to me! I turned down the aisle to get the cleaner and there he was. Standing right in front of the cleaner, unpacking stock with another employee. I don’t know why I was amazed that he was right where I needed to be and that the aisle was totally empty, even though the store was packed. God always knows how to set it up so you just walk right into it.

“I don’t want you to think I am weird, but God told me this morning to give you $10. Buy yourself lunch today.” His face lit up and he suddenly looked upward. I could tell a lightbulb went off. It was about noon and maybe it was time for his break. Or maybe he didn’t have any money. Didn’t matter, That was just an icebreaker because, of course, God didn’t stop there. God told him how He saw him. That he was a truly nice person with a big genuine heart for others. That when he had children he would be a good father. That he would be patient and encouraging and that his love for his children would help them become people effective in this world. He would be too and his children would pass this on. Whoa! Sometimes God is a chatty Daddy! His face was lit up the entire time God was speaking to him. His coworker stood silently nearby just taking it all it in. We were not interrupted by anyone and the aisle remained empty.

“Thank you so much! I really really appreciate it. This means a lot to me. God bless you.” “Yes, I know it does. God just wanted you to know that He loves you, sees you, and thinks you are amazing.”What a super blessing it is to be used by God. That encounter made my day! I am continually humbled by how much He loves people through us if we let him. I am sure this young man will have an interesting story to tell his family tonight about a God who paid for his lunch and saw the best in him. Without any strings! Without any come to Jesus meeting!I guess I need to stop being surprised by these encounters. That is just how my Daddy God rolls……Merry Christmas Beloveds!