Friday evening, I had offered to go with another Sister to renew her mobile phone contract and we went to the closest shopping center to do this. The lady at the retail shop who had been very friendly and helpful at other times was not at the shop so, I spoke to another assistant, a 'kid' who was looked bored and tried to be helpful. He then, simply told us that the mobile we wanted was not available but it could be available at another of their retail shops. I 'grumbled' to God that was troublesome but all the same, off we went to another shopping center so that we could get the 'job' done.
At the next retail shop, we met a very friendly young woman who had a face that reminded me of our Lady of Sorrows! It was a smiling but deeply sad, melancholy face who advised us that the mobile we wanted was available but it was not the best and that it was being pulled of the market to review its faults! Now why couldn't the guy in the other shop have told us that?? 'Ms melancholy face' advised us to take another mobile which was equally good and it was offered free with a contract renewal. The voucher we had, she said, could be used for phone accessories and she advised us on those too.
Somehow with that beautifully sad face and her intermitten sharing on how hard it was to get customers and over and above that, her sharing that she had difficulties with her husband who was also her boss! touched our hearts deeply. So, we were happily 'sold', and we also offered to pray for her while, have been thus advised, she too promised to pray for her husband as he was a Catholic and she was not! Somehow it seemed that God wanted us to be here and to listen to the 'woes' of 'ms melancholy' and to tell her that she could still pray even if she wasn't a Catholic...
End of story? No...
Happy at our purchase, we went for a simple coffee-shop meal as it was past dinner time... and as we finished we decided to treat ourself with an 'ice-cream' at the next shop. Five minutes into the 'ice-cream' we realised that we had left the bag which contained the old mobile phone box with all the accessories in the coffee shop! We rushed back but it was gone!!! Crest falled, I prayed that somehow whoever took it would return it but how?? Thankfully, the new mobile was safe in Sr's bag but all the other accessories and the old mobile with all her contacts and photos were in that box! What did God want from us in this was the painful prayer that went from our hearts, but still, we were grateful that we still had the new mobile safe in the bag. Three times, we went back to the place where we left the bag and asked the shopkeepers and cleaners but no one saw anything... it was gone and nothing could be done! So, downhearted, we decided to call it a night and go home...
While waiting for the bus, my mobile rang and an unfamiliar voice said... "I found a box'!! My heart jumped and I quickly responded 'YES!!'
So, yes... we got it all back even though we had to make an extra trip to get it back. The lady who found the bag with the box was a real estate agent and she gave us her card while we thanked her profusely. She had been kind enought to check the contacts on old mobile and to dial a few numbers she found and thankfully one of them was mine.
So, obviously God has a sense of humour and while we may have been the brunt of it... I am deeply grateful for the experience that brought God so close in all that happened and we ended the day with much joy and gratitude for the Godly day!
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