Normally, I would have driven off thinking "why am I the one going out in the night to the store?". But, I had just heard a convicting revivial message and I was still savoring the word. So I was on good behavior.
As I entered the vegetable section of Kroger, a very beautiful, neatly dressed young lady confronted me. "Ma'am", she said, "Do you mind if it ask you a question". " Not at all", I replied. "Do you usually shop at this time of night?" she continued. "No I don't". "It's very different", she said with an uneasiness written upon her face. "Yes, it is, but we will survive", I declared. And on we went.
As I came to the end of my shopping experience and approached the checkout lane, she was there. As if she were waiting for me. "Do you mind if I ask you another question?" she asked, as if she were bothering me. " No not at all" I said with a smile on my face. "What time do you usually shop?". "I usually shop on Saturdays when I have more time". I threw her question right back to her "And, what time do you usually shop". "I don't have a usual time anymore" she said,her countanance now dropping. "I have a baby at home and three other children that I home school." "Since the baby was born it's just too hectic to bring the children with me". "There is no time for the "yes sweetheart you can get that can for mommy". Immediately I remembered what grocery time felt like to me when my children where young. So, I informed her that "this too shall pass". I went on to tell her that I was a mother of three and my husband and I had helped raise many. There was a time when we had four preschool children in our house. "My youngest is in college", I said as I set a very serence atmosphere. "This is just a moment in time". She finished checking out and turned to say" it was nice to meet you" and I gave the usual," nice to meet you too" response.
Just a few minutes later as I walked quickly in the dark to my car, that lady came walking to me very quickly as if her life depended on it. She came to a screeching halt right in front of me. "Can I ask you you just one more question". "Yes". "Do you worship some where?" "Yes I do?". "I thought so" she responded with tear filled eyes. She went on to thank me for letting God's light shine through me. She said that she needed that tonight because she was tired and really wanted to be at home resting. She was so thankful that I was kind enough to talk to her, kind enought to smile. I thanked her for coming back to tell me that and I told her that she was a good mother. "Keeping doing what you're doing" was my closing remarks.
As I drove home, I thanked God for that divine appointment. I appreciated him using me when I didn't even know that I was being used. Now, I was the one with tear filled eyes. I wonder how many of those appointments I've missed.
"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers:for thereby some have entertained angels unawares." Heb. 13:2