Several months ago, when I was in going through the check-out, in the grocery store, a young lady was sitting behind the cash register. While I was placing my groceries on the counter, I heard a voice say, “Did you get everything you needed ma?” I said yes. A few weeks later, I went back to the same store, searching for her at the cash register. And she was not there, so I went joyfully down the aisles searching for her. I was on a mission. It obviously was a day for stocking shelves for there where several employees engrossed in their work with mask on. Covid-19 has caused us to look like masked bandits. Now you really cannot tell the bad guy from the good guy. What the hey! I guess, it does not matter for God says, He can turn the bad too good for it is He who judges, so do not worry about what is behind the mask. Are you ready for me to get on with the real story?
OK, so here I am in the store checking out heads and bodies to determine who this special lady was. The aisles were starting to look like a maze, so I kept searching and walking through the maze again. Finally, my senses spotted her. The young lady I was seeking, she was standing facing the milk freezer with her back turned. I stood there contemplating feeling a bit uncertain, she turned around, I saw her eyes, and a mask covering her mouth. And I said, “Excuse me, can I talk to you for a minute?” She then pulled her mask down and looked at me. At that moment we were standing face to face and I told her my story. She happily responded, “That was me, you look like my mother, I will bring her picture, so you can see.” I then blessed her with one of my books called “From Nakedness to Purpose.” However, the story has not ended. While standing in line, 6 feet apart, as commanded, she approached a young man, and directed him to open a register for me, so I could pay for my groceries. Such, daughterly love. That young lady now has a place in my heart as my adopted daughter. Many of the younger generation address me as ma or mum (as they say in Africa). I enjoy and love every one of them calling me ma or mum. I am humbled and honored that not only my children use that endearment but others. Thank you, Father for sharing, Your adopted children.
Reading: Ephesian 1:5 New Living Translation
God decided in advance to adopt us in His own family by bringing us to Himself through Jesus Christ. This is what He wanted to do, and it gave Him great pleasure.
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