I left work on Monday in a bit of a rush. I was on my way to an event 45 minutes away and didn’t want to be late. I planned to grab a quick bite to eat while on the road and Chick-fil-A’s waffle fries were on my mind. I pulled in to the drive-thru relieved to find the line had yet to meet the after-work rush. I was so close to my #5 combo meal that I could already taste it.
I had placed my order and was only 3 cars away from the service window. I went digging for my wallet but it wasn’t in its usual spot. So I dug a little deeper. I found nothing. I went a little deeper. Still found nothing. My digging became frantic. Ladies, I am guilty of having what I like to call a “Mary Poppins” bag. You can find anything you want in there if you just keep digging. Nail filer? Got it! Post it notes. Yup! Toothbrush, toothpaste, and dental floss? I’m your girl. Ticket to a movie from three months ago with an attached receipt for popcorn? Sure, why not!
But no wallet.
What am I suppose to tell them when I get to the window? Do I just keep driving? Do I stop to explain? Should I tell them that I changed my mind and would prefer Ruth’s Chris? I didn’t have time to come up with an eloquent story. I was next. I drove up to the window and stared at the cashier with a speechless look on my face. I tried to form words to explain but before I could even spit anything out, he smiled and handed me my food with its receipt. “Today must be your lucky day because the lady in front of you just paid for you meal,” he said.
I had to pick my jaw up from off the floor. I’ve never had someone “pay it forward” and I reap the benefits. I had heard stories but a story was as close as I had gotten. My meal was completely covered by a stranger who had no idea what was going on in the vehicle behind her.
Lucky? Not one bit! I let that sweet man know that I have a God that just proved He cares for my every need. I had misplaced my wallet and didn’t know what I was going to do. This was nothing but the handy work of God. I drove off, pulled over and shed a few tears over my fries, ya’ll. I couldn’t believe what was going on. I had to stop and acknowledge His flat-out goodness.
Not long after collecting myself and indulging in a portion of my meal, I found my wallet wedged underneath the passenger seat of my car. It was there all along. Nonetheless, the Lord proved His promise to me. He proved that He provides for our needs even before we know we have them.
God’s provision had shown up in the form of a #5 Chick-fil-A combo meal that evening. A meal that definitely tasted better than all others I’d eaten in the past!
I pray you are encouraged today. If you have a story of God’s provision in your life, I’d love to hear.