So all week I've been looking forward to this puff pastry pizza thing that my girlfriend makes. I knew this pesto, goats cheese infusion made me super happy, but I wasn't quite aware to what extent.
Having some left over, we quickly boxed it up and headed into town for our church service, with the intention of giving it away to someone in need. We walked passed a guy on the way over who looked like he might appreciate some pizza. But to our surprise, he persisted that he had plenty of food and that it would be a "waste" if we gave it to him.
That being a humbling experience in itself, we continued on, hoping to bump into someone who'd appreciate some food. As we were nearing our destination, a bloke called out "Spinners, two for two quid!" (I have no idea what he was selling). Anyway, we didn't want to buy anything, so we politely declined and briskly rushed forth. However, he seemed to be focused on us, he started shouting out a deal to the back of our heads, and whilst I was pretending not to hear, he said the magic P word.
"OK, here's a deal, I'll give you three for two if you buy me a slice of pizza"
PIZZA!
It's exactly what we had in our bag! We'd found our man! And some how, he'd intuitively found us. Without a seconds hesitation me and my dear pizza chef span around, whipped out the pizza and handed it to him.
Whilst it may not sound like an extraordinary experience, we couldn't help but feel something was at play that was much larger than me, my girlfriend and the salesman. He could have chosen anyone, but with a laser-like focus his attention landed on us. He was in a time of need and it seemed that something had told him we could fulfill that need, if only for a passing moment.
Thanks for reading and stay blessed!