Sometimes God moments come in unexpected ways…. at times when you need them most.
This morning, I brushed the snow off of my car that accumulated on our white Christmas Day. The day itself brought mixed emotions for a variety of reasons, and I found myself a bit down today.
As I ran some errands, i realized there was an annoying little piece of ice stuck in my windshield wiper blade, and as luck would have it, it was just above my line of sight. At a red light, while stopped in traffic on a busy road, I put my window down and grabbed the wiper blade as it swooped over. I’ve done it many times before just to smack it off the windshield and dislodge the ice. Today, with temps around 18 degrees F, the plastic on the blade broke. I thought, “goodness, what now?” as the light turned green. I drove about a quarter of a mile and glanced to my right and saw Advanced Auto Parts… so I pulled in. I parked right in front of the window which had a sign that read “we sell and install wipers”. Perfect.
I parked the car and went inside. There was a man at the counter in front of me, and mid sale, he left the register to get something else. “Can I help you?” A female voice asked from the next register over. Immediately I recognized the voice, and the eyes beyond her mask.
“Jenny!?” I said, behind my mask. A bit surprised, I pulled my mask down so she could see my face as I said my name. A huge grin came over her face as she stepped out from behind the counter and gave me a big old bear hug. Tears welled up in my eyes. I hadn’t seen Jenny for years. She came briefly to the church I attended, while trying to get her life back together.
She quickly introduced me to her coworker, who gave me the store discount on a new wiper and installed it for me while Jenny and I exchanged pleasantries.
Jenny and I grew up in the same neighborhood and hung out together as early teens. She came from a rather large but somewhat dysfunctional family and got herself into drugs and alcohol at a young age.
“How are you??” I asked, knowing that the last time I had seen her she wasn’t doing great. “Eighteen years sober!” She said, confidently. “And I never miss a meeting.. (referring to AA). My mom asked me why I still go to them and I tell her I love them. I see people there who are skittish, just like I was when I first went…. and they need me… they need to know they can do it. It was AA meetings and God that got me sober.”
Tears flowed freely as I told her how proud I was of her. We talked a bit more about where she was living and our families, etc before we said goodbye. I was always fond of Jenny.
On my way out, she came to the door to tell me to tell our Pastor she said Hello.
I will indeed.
Good is good. All the time.
Thank you, Lord, for showing me a ray of sunshine in a gloomy day. There IS hope for tomorrow.