Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Dear God.

He was sick when he came into the pharmacy.  I was waiting for a flu shot but I could tell he was very unwell.  He handed over his prescriptions and asked for the cost.  He had just come home from the hospital and needed all three prescriptions.  He was in pain, I could see it.  I tried not to listen but it was 6:45 a.m. and the pharmacist, the gentleman and I were the only ones at the pharmacy.  When the pharmacist told him the cost, he couldn't believe it.  "Just give me the pain meds!" He practically shouted.  "If you don't get all of them you will probably have to go back to the hospital."  The pharmacist replied. 

It was at that moment grace entered.  I remembered praying for ways to help and serve others.  I heard your voice.  I called the pharmacist over and whispered to her I would pay for the medications. 

Sometimes we think we don't know what to do to help our neighbor in need and so we don't do anything.  Yet twice in the last few days people in need were standing right beside me.  You pointed them out to me.  Blessed, I felt so blessed today; you cared both for the man and for me.

Thank you
for faith
that makes
a way.
Thank you
for spiritual nudges.
Thank you
most of all
for grace.

Love, Andrea