Something really cool happened today…
My husband Alex and I were out, taking care of our businesses. We stopped for lunch, had a nice salmon salad and breadsticks. Next on the agenda was to go to a clothing store to buy a gift card for a friend.
We pulled into the shopping center and Alex made a quick turn into the Taco Bell parking lot.
“What are you doing?” I said. “Why are you stopping here?”
“I wasn’t going to. But remember last year we wanted to get the girls Taco Bell gift cards for stocking stuffers, (both of our daughters love TB!) and they were completely out? Let’s get them now, so we make sure we have them.”
“Great idea, I’ll go in.”
After I bought them, the cashier told me I got two free tacos for purchasing the gift cards.
“I have to get them now? Can’t I get the tacos on another day?”
Thoughts raced through my mind. I don’t need two tacos, I really don’t want them. We just ate lunch. I’m full. Oh, I’ll just take them, they’re free. Maybe Alex will eat one, or we could refrigerate them and have them later for a snack. Or maybe we’ll see a homeless person to give them to. That would be the best thing.
I put a few hot sauces in the bag and got back into the car.
“Alex, look what they gave me. For free!”
He smiled. “I’m not hungry, but I guess I could always eat a taco.”
“I wish we’d see a homeless person to give them to, so they don’t go to waste.”
Alex backed the car out of the parking spot, and — I’m not kidding — a second later, he looked to his left and said, “Oh wow, maybe we’ve already found someone.”
A homeless man was walking toward us. His thin body hunched over, his dark, curly hair flew every which way in the breeze. He looked tired and dirty. He held an empty cup and a crumpled dollar bill.
Alex rolled down the window. “Hey bud… Are you hungry? Do you want some tacos?”
The man looked surprised and bewildered, like he wasn’t sure if he heard Alex right.
Alex showed him the bag and said, “Do you want some tacos? You can have them.”
A huge smile spread on the man’s face. “Thank you, I love tacos! Bless you and have a Happy Holiday.”
Alex and I waved and said, “Merry Christmas!” We drove away, smiling at what had just happened. We were in awe. The timing could not have been better. God’s timing.
It felt amazing to know that we helped that man in some small way.
“Well, that was sure meant to be,” Alex said.
It sure was.
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