Doubly Blessed

Something pretty cool happened to me today, and I thought I would share the story. Perhaps it will encourage your heart as it encouraged mine and remind you that God is good, even when it doesn’t seem like it.

I brought my wallet to work today, which isn’t something I normally do, but I needed to buy something. I won’t bore you with the details, but let’s just say it was an important something that I really needed. On my break, I brought my wallet with me to get the thing, of course. I had to use the restroom on my break, so I brought my wallet with me.

I vividly remember setting it down and entertaining the fleeting thought: “You’re going to forget this.” And then, immediately after: “Pshh, of course I won’t. I’m not that dumb.” Pro tip, guys: Realize that when Solomon said, “Pride goes before a fall,” he meant it. As it turns out, I am that dumb, and I didn’t even realize it until someone turned it in–minus the cash I’d brought to buy my stuff.

I can’t even describe the sick feeling that swept over me when I found my wallet empty, but if you’ve ever been stolen from, you understand. It got worse when the supervisor reminded me that the store isn’t responsible for stolen property–there was nothing they would do about it. It was just… gone. I literally cried, and if you know me, you know how bad that is.

My sweet co-worker listened as I tried to come to terms with what had happened; as a college kid, every dollar is precious, and I had just lost forty of them, not to mention that I could no longer afford what I needed to buy. She gave me some time to pull myself together, and then she said, “I’ll be right back.” She was gone for a few minutes, and then she came back and pressed money into my hand, enough to match what I’d lost, with the words, “Merry Christmas. Get what you need.”

I had no words. She barely even knows me, but she was willing to help me, because she said, “You need it more than I do.” I cried again, at the grace that had been shown to me and the provision of God through a near-stranger. And I cried yet again when my manager refused to let anyone else cover my loss, insisting that I repay my co-worker and take the money from him instead.

To the person who stole my money: I don’t know who you are, and I never will. But my God does, and He will repay you. I’m not too worried about it.

To my sweet co-workers who took my loss and made it their own: thank you, from the very bottom of my heart. May heaven richly bless you, as you have blessed me.

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About e2house

Biblical Counseling major at BJU. Caffeine addict. Saved by grace. Lover of Jesus Christ and all things beautiful.
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