Sabbath

I had to work on Sunday this past week and was pretty bummed about it, but I am so glad I did now. I feel like I saw God on Sunday. There was a woman who came in my store and was complaining that her father had come to visit and with him brought all these to-do lists, like returning his sunglasses to my store. I asked her where he was visiting from and she said he was from Boca and volunteered the information that he and her mother had divorced less than a year ago. I told her I had the same thing and that it was hard being an adult and having it happen. We quietly talked about it and how we both were seeing counselors and how it seemed much more complicated to figure out when you are an adult vs being a kid because we are the ones who decide when to see who and on what holidays to see them. She was married and said that it put a lot of strain on her relationship with her husband. It was just so good to meet someone going through something similar to me. God was definitely in that.