“It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.”   Laura Ingalls Wilder
Yesterday, after a workout at the gym, (yes I’ve actually started doing this again) I stopped at the grocery store to pick up some bread.  My husband loves Vienna bread.   As another lady and I stood waiting to have our bread sliced, she spoke to me in broken English saying, “Americans don’t know what good bread is.  This is the only one I like.”  We continued with a little small talk.  She began to look at me straight in the face and said, “You look so much like my grandmother.”

I wasn’t quite sure how to take that.  I’m sure I looked pretty bedraggled, after sweating for an hour.  I am old enough to be her grandmother, so I shouldn’t have been surprised. I’ve often been told I look like someone else, but as she said the words, her eyes began to well with tears.  I could tell she desperately missed this woman who apparently meant so much to her.  I was at a loss for the right thing to say, which I often am when confronted face to face with anyone.  I simply said, “You miss her, don’t you? God bless you!” and a gush of tears poured forth.

The sweet, young woman thanked me for reminding me of her grandmother and went on her way.  I felt a special honor had been bestowed on me and was more than grateful to her for sharing her love with me in that moment.  It was a simple time in a an ordinary place, but carried a boat load of warmth and kindness.  God put us together in that short span of time for a purpose.

So many of us are putting on a mask each day as we hustle and bustle through life.  We need to take time to enjoy the simple things that God has planned for us in each second.  We’re never sure when they’re going to happen, but we should be prepared for the good things that come along with them.  There are treasures in abundance if we simply look for them.