I was in my scroungy clothes (the ones I clean house in), and someone rang my doorbell this afternoon. Now, let me tell you, these clothes were not meant to be seen by the outside world. We're talking bleach spots and all. Fortunately, I did at least have makeup on. I figured it was yet another roofer or yard care company wanting me to purchase their services, so I ignored them. We get at least two or three of those a week.
I suppose it's a good thing that my visitor was persistent. It was the UPS delivery man. When I saw him, I was even more confused because I haven't ordered anything from anyone recently. I cracked the door assuming he was mistakenly delivering to the wrong address (although he knows me pretty well after all the deliveries he's made over the years).
I opened the door and he said, "Target Corporation." I stammered out a "What?," and he repeated himself. I signed the signature tablet, took my envelope and closed the door (after saying thank you, of course). I proceeded to open the package and find a Target gift card from a friend.
Well, let's just say that after the good cry I just had I'm no longer wearing any makeup, so I would scare the life out of the next person who comes to my door. You know, it's funny, my UPS delivery man is a Christian, but he had no idea he was delivering a blessing to me today. Papa has a strange way of letting you know He's got everything under control. And I am reminded once again that the amazing friends He has given me are His greatest blessings!