Have you run into shortages of food and other products during this government-sponsored hysteria called Covid? We humans get stuck on certain things we like, and I and my husband are no different. He likes Stax chips. They are better than Pringles in that they are less oily and a bit thicker, but they have been in short supply lately and I have been searching high and low for the sour cream and onion as those are my husband’s favorites. He also loves the fruit punch Gatorade, and that too has disappeared from store shelves in our locality. I have been on the hunt for both for three to four weeks now. It could be that we are to simply move on to other products….but then the skies part and the sun comes out.
We were in another locality on the weekend and on Sunday afternoon, I went to a Walmart there to hunt for these items. I actually found two cans of the sour cream and onion Stax chips. Of course they were in the very back of very deep warehouse shelves, but I prevailed. So far, so good. Now on to the Gatorade. I found some fruit punch! The small bottles come in a group of ten all strapped together in a plastic carrier. There were three of those on the shelf. The problem was, I could only reach one of them. The box with two more was just ever so slightly out of my reach, and I had exhausted the only option at the moment by standing on the bottom shelf to reach up there. All I could do was consider climbing up on the second shelf, which I wasn’t too keen to do.
Enter an elderly man on a Walmart scooter. He came down the aisle while I was looking around to see if there is anything I could use to grab onto the little box that held the long sought after Gatorade. But there was nothing. He approached and said, “Maybe I can help.”
Now remember, this man was easily in his 70s and perhaps even 80. He was riding a scooter…you know, the ones that people use who can’t or don’t walk. I had no idea what he had in mind, but he stood up slowly with a cane in his hand…a cane with a HOOK on it. He tried to grab the Gatorade with it, but kept scraping over the top of the bottles. I helped guide him until we could hook the edge of the box and bring it forward just enough where I could reach it. I was ecstatic, to say the least. This was all the fruit punch Gatorade there was on the shelf and I was determined to get it all. I thanked him profusely and then I said, “You are a Godsend!” And he replied, No I’m not. I’m just a guy who happened to be here.”
Au contraire, my friend. You were my helper provided by Jesus at that exact moment to assist one of His kids. You just don’t know it.
Now unto Him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. ~~Ephesians 3:20-21