I have a knack for always managing to get into the slowest moving line at the checkout counter. Even if it had the fewest number of people at first, something would invariably happen to grind things down to a halt. Such was the case yesterday at Walgreens; things were moving along smoothly until the the elderly woman ahead of me began checking out. She apparently had two separate orders to ring up, two sets of coupons to present, and two separate payments to make. I watched the other line get shorter and shorter until finally all of those customers had been helped. Of course, while I debated whether or not to move, the lady ahead of me finished her transactions and it was my turn anyway.
Just as I was setting my purchases on the counter to be rung up, a man walked up to me and handed me a piece of paper. βHereβs a coupon for $5. Iβm not going to use it; you go ahead.β Before I could thank him, he was out the door.
Any annoyance about the length of time I waited in line dissipated instantly,ππ½ and my attitude immediately was uplifted to one of gratitude.ππ½ Grateful for nice people and generous spirits.ππ½ Grateful for a renewed faith in humanity.ππ½ Grateful to be in the right place at the right time.ππ½ Things always seem to have a way of working out the way theyβre supposed to.ππ½
Blessed be the Lord, who daily loads us with benefits, the God of our salvation! Psalm 68:19