Blessings abound when you keep your eyes open

After going to an appointment to have an ultrasound done of my heart, it was time for my grand adventure to the store. I rarely leave the house, but one place which is always a treat to stop at is the grocery store. I love to look at the endless aisles of food and see all the delicious food. It is always such a miracle we have so much food in our stores and have so many choices we can make.

As I approach the store, I see there are no electric scooters in the outside bay. But, there is a scooter a few feet away in the parking lot. I praise God for this scooter. When I turn it on, I again praise God it has a full battery. As I zip into the store, there are organic apples on sale for 50% off. I buy two bags. As I pick up the rest of the items on my list, one product I need is grated Parmesan cheese. My dad was going to have spaghetti for supper, and there was no Parmesan cheese in the fridge. I have no idea where this would be located. I zoom down the pasta aisle. But it is not there. I head to the refrigerated cheese, but it is not there. I see an employee stocking the shelves. I think, "Should I ask him where the cheese is?" As I ask this question and head toward the man, I hear a response in my head, "Yes, ask him."

I pull up next to the man. The employee is holding in his hands a case of grated Parmesan cheese! I nearly burst out laughing. I then ask if I could have one of the containers of cheese. The man breaks open the case and gives me one container. I am shocked it is the EXACT kind I wanted! I then again praise God for this incredible blessing. For the rest of my time in the store, I am silently laughing and praising God.

Before leaving the store, I need to use the bathroom. I am grateful the family bathroom is vacant. This bathroom is much closer than using the ladies' restroom. I do my thing. I do not like using hand dryers. So, I grab some toilet paper and only partially wipe off my hands because the toilet paper falls apart as soon as it gets wet. I use the toilet paper to open the bathroom door. I get a few feet from the door when an employee cleaning the adjacent men's room sees me. He grabs a paper towel roll and offers me some paper toweling. I am grateful for the toweling and finish drying off my hands.

As my dad drives us back home, my heart is bursting full of happiness, joy and gratitude to God. I wonder if everyone experiences these abundant blessings and we fail to recognize them...or if God was being extra kind to me knowing I rarely leave the house. Whatever the reason, what a wonderful time I had at the store. Praise God!