Every year during Christmas time I am reminded of one of the most special Christmas presents I ever gave. I was in the produce aisle picking beautiful golden delicious apples for “Santa” to put in the Christmas stockings.
There was a older lady next to me and she would pick up an apple and hold it like it was gold, put it back, then pick up a red one and set it gently back down. With a deep sigh, she mumbled something about the price and then moved on. Something about her touched my spirit and we kept bumping into one another throughout the store.
I kept picturing her picking up the apples and every time I placed another item in my cart, I could see the bag of large, unblemished, golden delicious apples in my cart.
In the baby food aisle I saw her again buying baby food apple sauce! God spoke to my heart and said, “Go back and fill a bag with the most beautiful apples you can find and give them to her.”
Without hesitation, I listened and made my way to the checkout lane where she was headed. I made it there first and paid for my groceries (including the extra bag of spotless golden delicious apples). As I was leaving the lane, I picked up the bag and handed the apples to the lady. I said, “Merry Christmas.” She was speechless and had tears in her eyes. I turned and went home, knowing the joy of “SDWSC,” and obedience to God.
To this day I am reminded every Christmas of those apples. I never saw the woman again.