Today was a beautiful day.
Only, not in the traditional sense that would be based on weather. I caught a glimpse of something majestic.
Gabe and I met at the grocery store while Maddie and Gracie were at school. It was a very rainy day and he had time to meet me there and lighten my load with the baby and all. We shopped around finding everything we needed and many things we didn't. We threw it all in the cart without a thought.
At the deli counter we were behind a man who was probably our age. The deli lady was having some long convo with the lady in front of him and it was all I could do not to say something. I had so many thoughts running through my head; things like: "terrible customer service", "the deli lady has an awful attitude", "why do I live in Virginia?
You get the drift.
So, Gabe and I finished our shopping and proceeded to the check out. There was only 1 guy in line so I chose that lane. As we were loading our groceries on the belt, I realized the man in front of us was the same guy we had been behind at the deli. I could tell there was something going on. The manager was being asked questions by the clerk about "voiding, or holding the transaction until he could make a call about his card." I knew what was happening. The man had a look of shock and worry on his face. He seemed to be saying "Can I afford food?" without speaking. It struck my heart.
So, my inner voice (aka The Holy Spirit) said that we should offer to pay for this man's groceries. His total was $37.85. But then another voice came in saying that "he would be offended if we offered to pay." I felt stuck. So I didn't do anything. Didn't say anything to Gabe, didn't think about it again. I just sort of froze.
In that moment, while the man was down about 10 lanes from us, making a call to his credit card company, Gabe spoke up to our clerk and the manager and said, "I'll pay for his groceries." The looks on their faces were priceless. They told Gabe he didn't have to do that, etc. etc. but Gabe responded "I'd like to pay for his groceries." The clerk in the next lane overheard what was happening and started talking about us "being a blessing" to this man.
So, the clerk proceeded to add up our groceries with his and gave us our grand total which we paid. By then the man was off the phone and walking towards his cart. The clerk told him we had paid for his food and he was SO very, very thankful. He reached out and grabbed Gabe's hand with both of his. He shook it over and over and said "Thank you" while looking deep into his eyes the whole time.
I had tears in my eyes at the sight of this.
I've always known the kind of man Gabe is. He is very loving, a good provider and a wonderful hands-on dad. I know his political beliefs (don't we all? ;) and his faith is secure. But honestly, he humbled me by his actions today. He saw a need that he could meet and he stepped out in faith to help someone who was down on their luck. Isn't that the point of it all?????? I had the same thought as him, but I let doubt and fear tamper it down to where I did nothing.
I feel like I re-fell in love with him today at the supermarket. I was reminded of how big his heart is and how lucky I am to call him my husband.