Today the Lord sent me three very timely Divine appointments.
The first one was at the gas station, my first stop of the morning. As I was standing there trying to figure out what the problem with the pump was, an attendant came out of the office, figured it out for me, and then proceeded to pump my gas. That's the first time anyone has pumped my gas (other than in states like NJ where they still do that) in maybe 15 years.
Then I went into town to run some errands. Last stop was Costco, where I stocked up on groceries, and one of the boxes wound up being heavier than what I was strong enough to lift out of the cart. As I stood by my car pondering what to do--other than empty it and reload it in the car--a young man walked by and looked at me inquisitively. I told him my dilemma, and asked if he would be willing to put my box in the car for me. He seemed genuinely happy to do so. Even insisted on taking my shopping cart back to the store for me (although he was already pushing one of his own).
When I got home, I started unloading my car, when another car parked near mine and three people got out--two ladies and a young man. One of the ladies asked me if I needed help. I told her I had a really heavy box in the front seat that was probably too heavy for her, but maybe the young man could carry it up to my apartment for me? He said he would. She insisted on helping too by carrying some of the many other bags I was trying to juggle.
She said she knew me, but couldn't remember from where. I told her I recognized her too. Turned out we had both gone to the same church almost ten years ago, and sung in the choir together. The two young people with her were her children, who had just recently moved into my building. So not only did I get some much appreciated help, but I also got to meet my new neighbors. Coincidence? I think not.
