Little Things, Big Thanks

img_1749That’s Bernie. She won’t be too thrilled about this picture. But, let me tell you the story. I (Christina) was supposed to go to Bernie’s flat for tea, but “on a whim” (God’s idea) I said, “Why don’t we go out for lunch?” So we did. We went right across the street from the entrance to Ocean View to a hippie, organic-type, trendy place called Imhoff’s Farm.

I recommended the club sandwich (also pictured). It’s delish.
Halfway though our meal, tears started rolling down her face.

“Just this morning, I said to God, ‘I haven’t ever been to that Farm across the street. And I don’t know when the last time was that I ate bacon. Now, here I am, at this beautiful place, eating bacon. God is just so good to me.”

When the waiter came over to check on us, Bernie said, “My compliments to the chef. This is the first time I’ve ever been here.”

“Oh, are you from Johannesburg?”
“No, I’m from Ocean View! I’ve lived there 18 years and this is my first time here, ” she proudly proclaimed ( Did I mention it’s literally, RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET).

Then we talked about the goodness of God and He brings people together.
“Yes, I never thought I would sit and have lunch with a white person from another country. But God brings people together. God hears. He sees.”

Yes, He does.

What are you thinking?