Its funny because in the moment that my delight occurred in today I clearly had the thought....
That's my delight!
And then I completely forgot about the experience until my mom brought it up again tonight. How does that happen? Something significant happens and yet I still forget. Luckily (not that I believe in luck) she reminded me of todays true delight.
It was a juggling act. I was in charge of getting lunch at Chick-Fil-A, or chicky-fil-a as Christin would say, while we were down visiting my Grandpa today in Orem. So I embark to the University Mall (a nightmare of cars and people) with Craig and Christin. Craig keeps his eyes closed...that's how many people there were! Seriously!
Christin and I go in to get the order...well long story short:
I order the food.
Christin is being very helpful by getting condiments.
Waiting for the food.
Time comes to get the food and Christin is standing an awkward 3 feet away from me with "the look." You see the look means...I'm about to have a psudo-seizure. She has them...we don't know why. Problem is...you've got to act quick, get her mind off it, get her water, etc...
Problem here: I'm holding up a HUGE line at Chick-fil-a. So I grab our HUGE order and embark to the car. Problem here: I parked on THE OTHER SIDE of the parking lot to ensure Craig would be okay sitting in the car. SO...we have to walk ALL THE WAY to the car and Christin is fading quick. We made it though...only by the Lord's tender mercies though...seriously!
The delight however came when a woman noticed my distress. Sometimes I just can't hide it and this event was one of those times. As she unloaded her stroller for two obviously having a handful herself she noticed me gripping Christin, 5 drinks, AND all the food and simply said, "Can I help you?" Did I know her? No. Did she knew me? No. Did she have any idea how her words came at just the moment when I needed to be reminded that God knew the situation I was in and that He was looking out for me? YES! The stress dispelled just a bit. I declined her help but thanked her...we were only 3 spaces away from the car at this point. But that is not the point of the story...
The point is...someone offered. Someone who so easily could have looked the other way or who could have rationalized away reasons to not offer help but she didn't do that. She offered with a smiling face and a willing heart to a perfect stranger. I'm so grateful that the Heavenly Father allows us to be the answer to one another's prayers. That he gives us that little bit of an opportunity to do something that in reality is as close to what he does as we can get...serve our brothers and sisters, in his case, his sons and daughters! And in the process, we are serving HIM! Its a perfect plan.
That's always such a relief when someone offers help! I'm glad that someone noticed and offered, even if you were that close to the car.
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