I paid for somebody's groceries today. It wasn't a big haul, but it included cheese, chocolate, aspirin, and a forty. Oh, I'm sure there are people who would have drawn the charity line somewhere before hitting the forty ounce bottle of beer, but I'm not judge-y.
The woman was of course shocked that a total stranger was going to pay $22 for her groceries, and the cashier told her, simply, "I guess it's you're lucky day." The woman quietly said, "It's not luck. It's a blessing. That's what it is. A blessing."
This woman, who had her son with her, made all the noises you'd expect in such a situation (oh, no, you don't want to do that....you're not serious?....I couldn't....etc.) but I held my money to the cashier** and maintained eye contact with the woman. How else do you let somebody know you're serious? I guess I could have smiled, but I wasn't too worried about that. I've been told I have a friendly face.
** I once dated a boy in college who told me that one of the things he liked most about me was that I 'showed my money'. I'm pretty sure he was translating from his primary language (Spanish) (and I'm pretty sure he forgot about my boobs, because hi, really, you're favorite thing about me?) but he told me a funny story that goes with it, about this woman he took out a few times, she'd always say, "Do you want me to pay for half?" but she'd clutch her purse like it was Fort Knox when she asked. For the record, he never once took me up on my offer to pay, but he really appreciated the fact that, by 'showing my money' when I offered it, he knew I was serious about being willing to do that.
Anyway, she left and I paid for my own items. When I was loading my stuff into the car, she pulled up behind me and both she and her son waved wildly and grinned like crazy. "God bless you, ma'am! You were such a blessing to me!" Oh, it was so sweet and cute!
Most of the people who know me know that I don't believe in God. Well, more specifically, I don't believe in any gods. haha! Atheist humor is funny! Oh, I kid. I know it can be upsetting when somebody flat out tells you that they don't believe. But when they came up next to me, and they were brimming with such goodwill and joy, I have to say, I was very grateful in that moment that I'm such a friendly atheist. Because, as upsetting as my non-belief can be, your beliefs don't bother me at all. And I was so happy for her. And yes, I truly did feel blessed! :)
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