So sleepy today - needed caffeine. And a taco, for some strange reason. Sure, it was 8am but who's judging? I certainly did not make any sort of dietary New Year's resolution - I'm Italian and too passionate for that nonsense.
I hit the Del Taco drive through on my way home from dropping the kids off this morning. A sweet woman in a fine mood took my money at the window, when I started to get that weird feeling I get whenever God wants me to do something I would never think to do on my own.
It's not my favorite feeling, because it makes me vulnerable and potentially look beyond ridiculous, but I'm starting to get used to it.
Tell her I think she's special and that I love her.
Whaaaaaaaaaat.....okay.........
I look into my purse and see a Starbucks card I got for Christmas as I put my debit card back into my wallet. As the lady hands me my oh so healthy breakfast of coke and chicken taco, she smiles and starts to close the window.
"Oh, wait!"
She looks at me like I'm gonna ask her for hot sauce.
"I had this in my purse, and God told me to give it to you. I don't know why, I'm just being obedient - but He wants me to tell you that you're special and He loves you a lot."
Her jaw literally dropped. I don't think I've ever seen anyone look surprised like that. She thanked me and she said she would put it to good use.
I repeated again, "You're welcome, no problem. God just really wants you to know you're loved."
Her eyes filled up with tears, and she looked relieved somehow. It's hard to describe, but her entire demeanor changed from busy, perky fast food employee to reflective, relieved, grateful human being.
Over a stupid Starbucks card.
I love this God of ours and the little ways He allows us to share our wealth - even if it's just a coffee card.
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