I stopped at the gas station yesterday to pick up some milk and noticed that the cashier had a (pretty mean-looking) shiner on her right eye. I asked her what happened, and she told me this terrible story about her bruise: Apparently, she’s been living in Memphis for the last 3 years with no air conditioner, but recently was given a window-unit by her grandmother. She lives alone and was trying to install the AC by herself. When she went outside to adjust the unit, it fell out of the window and hit her…hard. She was knocked unconscious and, to make matters worse, when she came to her leg was trapped under the window unit. She said that all she could think to do was ask the Lord for help moving the AC and to thank him that someone had provided her with one, even if it had proven to be somewhat of a Trojan Horse. At that moment, her landlord drove up and rushed to help her. They finished installing the AC together and she returned to her new cool apartment just a little worse for the wear.
It was a heartbreaking story really, and I told her that I was sorry for her misfortune and that I hoped her injuries didn’t take too long to heal. This is what she said:
“Oh, honey, don’t you worry about me. I’m too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed.”
And there you have it.
I don’t know how all these great posts piled up without me knowing about them– I guess that in trying to “write more” I fell off on all the other fronts.
As much as I disavow in my own life the kind of prayer that your clerk practiced, I still love to hear about it. It’s just amazing to me that she came to flat on her back on the sidewalk, with an intense headache and an air conditioner pinning her down and she thought, “I got what I asked for– PTL!” (to use an abreviation that my family throws around in email quite a lot– that’s Praise The Lord). What a great story, Leigh! Thanks for sharing.