So, Christina and I are at our friend, Albina's, house enjoying a delicious lunch and as we are nearing the end of our visit, the Lord says to me, "Get the coffee". I said, "Get the coffee, Lord? What does that mean?" He then says, "I'll show you on the way home." Normally, my wife is with me but she had her car and I had mine and she wasn't going straight home. So, I put our address into my GPS and started home.
I'm about 5 minutes into the drive when the Lord says to me, "Make a left here". I make a left. My GPS is protesting and says in exasperation, "Re-calculating route!" Not really exasperated, but I like to imagine my GPS is human. (Psalm 25:4 - Show me the path where I should walk, O LORD; point out the right road for me to follow.) Ok, so, I make the left and continue straight saying, "Lord, this is not the way back. Where are you taking me?" He says, "Make a right...HERE." I turn the wheel sharply and enter the parking lot of Starbucks! "Ooooohhhhh, 'Get the coffee', right", I say. I get out of my car and start walking in. "But Lord, I don't have any money on me."
He says nothing.
I walk in. I browse the merchandise waiting for a word, a direction, something. Nothing. I figured I'll stand in line. Still nothing. I'm next! What do I say?!? The barista behind the counter asks me what I would like.
"I'm here for, um... the coffee", I say with a questioning tone.
"Oh", he says, "YOU'RE Frank."
"Yeah", I say. Not really too impressed as FRANK is embroidered on my jacket in big yellow letters. Kind of hard to miss.
"Hang on a sec", he goes to the back and then comes out with a brown Starbucks paper bag. On it was written in black magic marker, "Hold for FRANK".
Hold for FRANK
"Here ya go", he says as he hands me the bag. I open the paper bag and there is a pound and a half of Christmas blend coffee. (One of my favs!)
"Thanks. Um, who left this for me?", I ask.
"Oh, I don't know", the barista says.
"Is the manager here?", I ask. The barista goes and gets the manager. When the manager came out, I asked her who left the bag for me. She didn't know because it was sitting there before she arrived at the store this morning. I asked her to take a picture with me, for this blog, and she said, "Well, I think you should take the picture with Samantha. She was the one who brought it to my attention."
Frank and Starbucks barista, Samantha.
Samantha then stands next to me, I give a thumbs up, the manger snaps the picture, and I take my coffee and leave. But not first without telling them that, "God just provided coffee for me today through you guys!" and told them the story. They were astonished, laughed, and were totally into it.
I pray someone comes and waters that seed.
Selah.
Matthew 6:31-34 - “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ (Even coffee? Even coffee.) or ‘What shall we wear?’ For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.