As we neared the Maitland exit yesterday afternoon, I decided I needed a latte. We'd been out since 8:30 when we drove to Winter Haven to see my grandfather who's been in the hospital for the past two weeks. He's not doing well and my mood and energy had ebbed.
I took the kids out of their car seats for the quick run into Starbucks. The barista behind the counter had a funny smile on her face as I approached. "Today is your lucky day," she said. My first thought--what gimmick will she try to sell me? And, it really hasn't been.
"One of our customers just had a baby and as a random act of kindness she wanted the next person who came in with a baby to have this gift card."
So instead of dashing in and out, the kids and I sat down and shared a piece of pumpkin bread, R drank that really good chocolate milk, and I sipped my latte slowly. This had still been a rough day but that act of unmerited generosity reminded me of God's grace and lifted me up a bit.