Kuala Lumpur January 2024 "Miracles come every day"
01/01/24 10:00
My wife and I don't buy each other expensive Christmas gifts. Her gift to me was a hat, one of those with a large peak worn by golfers. Not that I can play golf but the hat looks good on me and will keep the sun off the bald patch on my head! The words on it are so appropriate that within a few days of purchase my wife asks me to get one for her so we have a matching pair when we go out together. That is a good idea but there is the problem of scheduling time so that we can revisit the store as we only go to that shopping mall once a week and there are only two weeks left before Christmas. Despite my best endeavours we don't find the time to shop there again and I have to buy a different present for her.
We haven't given up hope on getting a second hat and a week after Christmas we finally make our way back to the shop. I am naturally a "glass half empty" person and I fear that they may have sold out by now, my wife is the opposite and expecting to find it is still available. As we enter I am praying we can find one as I know that is what she wanted for Christmas. But there are none. The racks containing hats have new stock for the New Year and despite searching throughout the shop there are none left. The shop assistant tells us that it has sold out and recommends one of the new ones. That was not going to work for us. I check to see where their other stores are but none are local and we are unlikely to visit them. I also look at their on line store but the item we want is not listed. I am unhappy. This was the present my wife wanted and the opportunity to get it has gone. If only we had bought two that day or had the chance to shop there again before Christmas. I am now feeling pretty miserable over what is really a little thing.
A week goes by and we find ourselves back at that shopping mall and heading towards this shop. My wife is keen to have another look for the hat whilst I am saddened by the certain knowledge that if they had sold out last week then it will be the same this week. Sure enough, the new stock is occupying all the shelf space and is not what we want. I find a new T-shirt to buy whilst my wife looks around the store. Suddenly she comes running up to me clutching a cap that looks suspiciously like the one she had bought me for Christmas. It is! I am stunned and grab it from her hands to make sure we don't lose it. Apparently there was a row of light brown coloured hats, just like this one, but with the wrong message emblazoned on the front. She flicked through them and there, right at the very end of the line, was just one odd hat bearing different words, the one that she wanted and what was now to become her belated Christmas present. I was overjoyed, amazed, astonished, etc and then remembered how our God is interested in the little things in our lives and how that has been evidenced in some of the stories I have recorded. The wording on our hats reads "Miracles come every day".
We haven't given up hope on getting a second hat and a week after Christmas we finally make our way back to the shop. I am naturally a "glass half empty" person and I fear that they may have sold out by now, my wife is the opposite and expecting to find it is still available. As we enter I am praying we can find one as I know that is what she wanted for Christmas. But there are none. The racks containing hats have new stock for the New Year and despite searching throughout the shop there are none left. The shop assistant tells us that it has sold out and recommends one of the new ones. That was not going to work for us. I check to see where their other stores are but none are local and we are unlikely to visit them. I also look at their on line store but the item we want is not listed. I am unhappy. This was the present my wife wanted and the opportunity to get it has gone. If only we had bought two that day or had the chance to shop there again before Christmas. I am now feeling pretty miserable over what is really a little thing.
A week goes by and we find ourselves back at that shopping mall and heading towards this shop. My wife is keen to have another look for the hat whilst I am saddened by the certain knowledge that if they had sold out last week then it will be the same this week. Sure enough, the new stock is occupying all the shelf space and is not what we want. I find a new T-shirt to buy whilst my wife looks around the store. Suddenly she comes running up to me clutching a cap that looks suspiciously like the one she had bought me for Christmas. It is! I am stunned and grab it from her hands to make sure we don't lose it. Apparently there was a row of light brown coloured hats, just like this one, but with the wrong message emblazoned on the front. She flicked through them and there, right at the very end of the line, was just one odd hat bearing different words, the one that she wanted and what was now to become her belated Christmas present. I was overjoyed, amazed, astonished, etc and then remembered how our God is interested in the little things in our lives and how that has been evidenced in some of the stories I have recorded. The wording on our hats reads "Miracles come every day".