This trip to Hobby Lobby was different. With my 40%-off coupon in hand, I headed to the fabric section, and there it was. A big roll of white cotton batting lying in wait on
the shelf. No apparent price, so I
inquired at the cutting table, and the lady told me $12.99. “May I use my 40% coupon?” “Yes,” she replied, and as I consented to buy, she cleared the table to measure 7 yards. Already I sensed in my heart the Lord giving me a special
task. Beyond any purchase of batting, it seemed He
positioned me to ask this lady if she knew Jesus. And she’s the one who started the
conversation, “So what are you making?” I explained about quilting for Holocaust
survivors and how we’d seen God orchestrating people and events, all with impeccable
timing that's leading us to make a trip to Israel. I posed, “Do you know
Jesus?” And as her scissors began to cut my 7 yards, she answered with an affirmative nod and peered upward, “May I ask you
a favor? Would you pray for my daughter
whose house burned last night? A man was
driving by late and stopped to tell them.
Half of the house was saved, and the Red Cross is helping, but would you pray?” And I was
stunned. The Lord had used my question as
a connection point for prayer. That
prompting in my heart was to encourage both the lady and me, and I continued, “What a blessing
that the man drove by! So you understand how the Lord can line up circumstances. He led the man to drive by your
daughter’s house, just like he led someone to give me a sewing machine and someone
else to invite me to a quilting group because I know almost nothing about
sewing. And, yes, I will be privileged
to pray for your daughter.” It seemed a pause of pleasure filled the air for us both to contemplate the wonders of the Lord. And as this Hobby Lobby trip held a wonderful difference about it, isn’t this the case potentially with all things? A trip to the grocery
store can be for much more than food, like the day the girl bagging
our groceries asked us a Bible question.
And I remember a trip to the doctor’s office where I met a lady who was very scared, and the Lord gave opportunity for us to
pray. And on this day at Hobby Lobby, I exited the
store in prayer, offering the daughter’s name to the Lord for provision and
presence. How I was blessed to be part.
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