Our family like to pause and pray before we eat a meal. Not really out of tradition, but more out of respect and thanks, acknowledging God and His constant provision in our lives. So on this occassion, as with many before, we held hands and said our little prayer. It's kind of cute to see the girls recite our thanks.
As we enjoyed our meals, as much as one can enjoy a food court spread, a lady from a neighbouring table seemed to stand and clear her table. In a few moments she had came across from her table and leaned over to ask me if we were Christians, as she had noticed us pray and was really encouraged by that. Well, yes, I sheepishly responded, and in a few short minutes we were blessed by her encouragement, and her story as she shared with us a bit about her own journey. She pressed a small gift into my hand, and went on her way.
Little did this lady know, that just a short time ago, before heading into the shopping centre, we were talking about our finances, and in one act of kindness, God showed me that He does indeed listen, and care.
A random act of kindness proved to be Divine Providence.
Scenario 2: Another wintery day finds me on another shopping expedition. This time I am strolling down a shopping strip with a dear friend on a crisp but sunny winters day. It's a little after 11am, and we've been meandering in and out of stores, already spending probably a little more that what we had set out to, but enjoying our girly time together nonetheless.
As we begin to approach an intersection, already eyeing out the thrift stores across the street, a stranger walks by. In a slow-motion style I glance her way, and she pauses briefly behind me. I must have paused briefly enough too, as she suddenly finds the need to say to me...
"You know you can buy things to do your hair properly! You're not even Australian are you?"
In my shock, I meekly reply "yes, I am"
She firmly says "no, you are not" and I feel myself being gently lead away by my friend as the outrageous conversation ends.
|my "wild" hairdo!|
For the next few minutes I am stunned. I mean, I really did think my hair was pretty nice. It can be a bit unruly but really, it's not wild or anything. It really was a strange interaction, and I have no idea what she was really thinking or seeing when she looked at me. Perhaps I was just the visualisation to her own inner world? But it certainly put the word "strange" into stranger for me.
So a lesson? Umm, I do believe now that God really does uses strangers to bless us... and sometimes it's in ways that we have no idea about!