I was writing to let everyone know about an unexpected blessing I received during the power outage.
It was on Nov. 2. Everything in our freezer had ruined, so my husband and I went to get something to eat. We pulled into a nearly full parking lot at the Chinese restaurant in Crystal Springs and went inside. It was so loud in there that I just wanted to eat and leave as quickly as possible. Above all the loud conversations though, I heard the word "church" a couple of times, then the word "chaplain." I wasn't intentionally eavesdropping, but I couldn't help but pick up on those words.
Right before we left, I went over to the man to the right of me. He was, in fact, a chaplain. I apologized to him for interrupting him and asked if he would please say a prayer for me and my family. He didn't even hesitate. He asked me my name and to tell him a little about my family.
After I had told him some of what was going on, he asked if he could pray for me right then. I'll never forget the first thing he said in that prayer. He actually thanked God for sending me to him. After he finished praying for me and my family, he told me to look for God's grace around me, even in the small things.
When we left, my heart felt so much lighter. I didn't think to get his name, but I wanted to write in to let him know that I am truly thankful to him.
To the chaplain: Thank you from the bottom of my heart. You will never know how much it means to me that you took the time to pray for a crying woman whom you had never even met. You really did change my life. My family and I will be praying for you and your family as well. I hope that you are richly rewarded for your good deed. Thank you and God bless.
Laura A. Tingler