I took all five kids to the grocery store for a quick run to get a few needed items. Since I didn’t have a huge list of things to get I was more relaxed. We looked around slowly, drooling over some of the fresh baked goods in the bakery section. Then we stopped and looked at all the different kinds of cheese. The kids were asking me for some of their favorites when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and faced an elderly gentleman. He pressed some money into my hand and said, “This is to help feed all those children.”
I was overcome with the sweet gesture of this kind man. In that split second so much went through my mind. I didn’t want to take the man’s money. What if he needed it more than I did? “Oh you don’t need to do that,” I protested.
He pressed the money more firmly in my hand and said, “Bless you!” And then I knew I must accept this gift. It was a blessing for him to be able to give and even more than I needed help with the groceries, I needed that encouragement that morning. I thanked the man, and he walked away smiling. I was indeed blessed!