Day 54. Menards

Today I went to Menard’s. I needed to pick up a few things for the house and a few things for Ezra’s next woodworking project. His mentor had given me a list of what was needed months ago and I just never got around to having Vance go get it with him. And then after Vance died, it just didn’t make the priority list.

But today I determined to make it happen.

So I picked out a ceiling fan alone and didn’t cry when I thought that I will need to have someone come install it for me, because my electrician husband isn’t here anymore. I picked out new shutters for the front of the house and then went to tackle Ezra’s materials. He’s a beginner, so the list wasn’t terribly long or terribly complicated but this is not my wheelhouse. All of the employees seemed to have something else to do because none of them where in the department I was. So I stood looking at the racks of poplar wood with no idea which one I needed. I was completely and utterly overwhelmed and on the verge of tears.

But then God sent me help. Not a Menard’s employee, but a friend, came around the corner. He smiled, asked how I was, and immediately hugged me when I replied, “Completely overwhelmed,” and started crying. Then he helped me pick out the wood I needed, got me a cart that was big enough for it and made sure I had what I needed when I left.

That might seem like a little thing, but I do not believe in coincidence. I believe in a God that knew I was going to need a friendly face and a person who would not only help me find what I needed but also make sure the boards I got were straight and knot free. Because God is good and he is gracious to me, even through the worst.

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