Surprise Blessings

December 4, 2017

Friends,
I had the sweetest surprise blessing last Friday. On a whim, on my way home from my parents’ house, I decided to run into Aldi to get a few groceries and when I was standing in line with my cart of at least 20 items, a lovely-looking blonde woman about my age came up and got in line behind me. Since she only had milk in her hand, I invited her to go ahead of me. She declined, but I insisted, so she took me up on it. I asked her if she’d had a good day and she said she had. She then said I’d see why she had hesitated to go ahead of me. I didn’t know what she was talking about so I just smiled confused-like and said “Oh” and continued putting my groceries from my cart onto the belt. I didn’t notice anything more about her or even when she left, maybe because I’d turned my attention to a young man in line behind me who was buying only one item also —some kind of salsa.

“You have only one item,” I said to him. “So go ahead of me.”

“No thanks,” the guy said.

“Please do,” I insisted, but he absolutely would not, said that he was in no hurry, and went to viewing his iPhone.

So, the cashier rang up my items. But when I was about to pay, she said, “Wait a minute. I have to deduct $18.50 from your cost because the woman ahead of you paid that toward your bill.”

I was shocked and deeply moved, for I realized it was the Lord who had determined to bless me, and this in spite of the fact that the odds were against me being the recipient. I mean, the woman’s hesitation to go ahead of me must have meant I didn’t look the part of who she had planned to bless, and then, on my part, I’d tried to get the young man to go ahead of me also.

“Wow, that was a sweet blessing!” I said aloud. Then pointing at the young man, I said, “If you’d gone ahead of me, you’d have received that $18.50!” The guy just shrugged like he could care less, which seemed weird in itself. But I was happy. “I sure wish I could have thanked her,” I said to the cashier.

The cashier told me that the woman had told her that she planned to do the same thing for a stranger every day this month and hoped the spirit of giving would transfer and multiply. I told the cashier that I would definitely help spread the giving spirit and that my mom and I had actually bought some things earlier that day for the treat bags we hand out downtown at the bus stops.

Speaking of the bus stops, I had another very special blessing the day before (on Thursday) while evangelizing with my signs and tracts. Truly, I had many very wonderful conversations and encounters, but one was truly an extra, extra special one directly from the Lord. I’d been down there about four hours and figured it was about time to go, and I happened to see a guy talking to another guy (Matthew) who I’d spoken with earlier. “That sure looks like Darrell,” I thought. Right then he looked at me, but then, surprisingly, he just went back to talking to Matthew, so I decided it couldn’t be Darrell or he’d have recognized me.

After a bit I went across the tracks to check the street clock, but deciding I had a bit more time, I came back. A few minutes later I suddenly saw Darrell approaching me. “Darrell, is that you?” I asked. It was him and he came over and gave me a hug and we were so excited to see each other. He said he thought that might be me, but then I’d disappeared from the corner and then reappeared. We laughed and we were so glad that the Lord hadn’t let us miss talking with each other, since it’d been about five years or more since we’d last seen each other.

“It is always such an extra special blessing to see you,” I told Darrell. “I mean you being the very first person I ever witnessed to down here.”

“Yeah, when was that?” Darrell asked.

“January of 1996,” I answered. “And I didn’t use anything —no signs, or tracts, or even a Bible.”

Darrell and I talked for a while about that day we first met, trying to figure out if it’d been two or three or four other times that we’d seen each other since, and about the Lord and His Word. I encouraged him with several Scripture verses and one thing he said that gave me a surprise blessing was his words, “You seem much stronger in the Lord now. And you’re quoting all these Bible verses.”

I took it as a compliment. I don’t feel any stronger than in January of 1996, but I hope I am, because we should, definitely, always be progressing. I took the compliment as coming from the Lord, and I took the blessing of seeing Darrell as God affirming that my ministry work has indeed been His will, that it’s been for His glory, and that it is a privilege to partner with God in what He is doing in people to bring them deliverance and salvation.

In fact, my husband and I had the privilege today to help another downtown friend. He is living in a tent in someone’s back yard and we brought him blankets and a week bus pass to help him launch his rededication to walking victorious in Christ’s will. We are interceding for him as he begins this new chapter and I ask others to please, please pray for him as well.

So, God has given me many sweet surprise blessings just in the last week, but I can’t go on and on right now. Suffice it to say, when we work for the Lord, He is never lax in sending us all sorts of things to bless and amaze us.

Sincerely,
With love,
Rachel

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