Today I needed to get some shopping done for my sister to help her get some meals prepared. It is always hard going to different stores, but since I have stayed with her for the past couple of weeks as her broken leg continues to heal, I have been getting to know where to find things in her local supermarket. We decided to make some beef and barley soup in the crock pot, but I had a hard time finding the barley. I looked in the aisle with the rice and found everything else. As I continued down, I found quick cooking barley, which would not work in the recipe. I went down the next aisle and found a bag of barley on the bottom shelf all the way in the corner. I was surprised that it was so hard to find. As I went down the next aisle and stopped to peruse the shelves, an employee of the store was struggling trying to help an elderly man find an item. “It should be right here.” he insisted. I thought I heard the man say, “I just need barley.” The employee headed off to find someone else to help and I asked the man if he said he was looking for barley. He said he was. I was happy to show him just where I found it in the previous aisle. But, that was not the kind he was looking for. His wife needed quick cooking barley. We headed over to the next aisle and found the box that I had spotted before. The employee appeared again and I showed him where I found the items. The elderly man was very grateful. I thought it was funny that I had to go through that little exercise to find that specific item for the gentleman.

I Found God today in the ability to be helpful.