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It’s the voice that can warn me, caution me, motivate me…. Call it your conscience, call it the Universe but I call it God and I know that voice. I know many, if not most of you reading this story are familiar with that voice. I heard that voice say, ‘pay for his groceries’. It was that feeling that maybe some of you get when you’re about to hear that ‘small voice inside’ speak loud and clear. My heart began to beat a little faster, my internal temperature increased. I stood, riveted to the floor, my feet wouldn’t move. His groceries, would have probably cost around $10. I can’t remember exactly what he was buying but I do recall it surprised me.
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As my groceries came to an end he began to delicately place his purchases on the sliding belt. Sadly, his smell was so strong that it invaded almost the entire front of the store. His hair was matted, his clothes were very dirty and he carried a horrible stench. It was a man who appeared to be homeless, he would have been in his late 30s or early 40s. I turned to discover someone had joined my line. Whilst I was at the checkout and daydreaming about my coffee and thinking about my impending culinary extravaganza. I stood patiently, waiting for my transaction to end, smiling at the man who was doing his best to pack my groceries. I had completed my shop in record time which meant time for a relaxing coffee before the cooking began. After making tracks through the supermarket, I made it to the checkout.Īs I began to place my purchases on the sliding belt and the cashier scanned each item, I felt a sense of satisfaction. Normally I would greet my fellow shoppers with a friendly ‘hello’ and a smile. So, with cookbook in hand I was charging through the shops focusing on my recipe and my trolley. I was stepping outside of my culinary safety box and cooking something new for our dinner guests. I love it! Today was slightly different for me, I was extremely focused on the job at hand. I go down every aisle because it is a time and space in a busy day to simply roam perhaps a little aimlessly. I like to know what’s going on around me and I truly enjoy the supermarket experience. Normally, I am a very interactive shopper. I was at the supermarket doing my weekly shop. A day that I know will stay with me forever. The story is simply about a day in my life. After sharing this, I was asked to write my story, so I hope it makes its way into the right places. And personally, I think all of us can see a piece of ourselves in these events. Why? Because we all desire wholeness in our lives. I’ve been reminded of it countless times.
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I’ve talked about it countless times on my radio show and to family and friends. This a story that has made its way around the globe.