Near the end of September this year, my co-workers and I moved to another office suite. As we settled in our new place, we discovered that something was missing. A 3-hole punch. My manager and I presented our request to the office manager.
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile affable. “Sure, I will order one. It will come in about a week.”
“Great.” My manager returned the smile, then walked beside me to his office.
We waited…
A week later, there was no sign of a 3-hole punch. I let out a deep sigh, stood from my chair and strode over to the office manager. My gaze kind and my tone soft, I asked her, “Have you ordered a 3-hole punch yet?”
In an instant, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She bit her bottom lip as she cast her eyes to the floor, then looked back up and cracked a smile. “There was a backorder. Let me follow up.”
I could hear her heart hammering against her chest. It wasn’t your fault, I thought to myself. “Thank you.” I gave her a nod and left.
I waited…
This past Monday, the subject line of an email grabbed my attention: 3-hole punch. I read the email once and then twice as if I could not believe my eyes. It is finally here. I took my documents from my desk, walked to the printing room and glanced around. But I could not see the punch. Where is it?
I looked again, and this time my face lit up when an electric 3-hole punch appeared before my eyes. It was on the shelf that stood against the back wall. How did I miss it the first time? I approached the device and peered at it. It’s brand-new, and it’s really electric.
During our one-month waiting period, we just expected to have a manual 3-hole punch because we were told that the company would not buy an expensive electric punch. It did not really matter to me as long as I would have something to punch holes in my documents. But the Lord provided us with a better machine, far beyond our expectations. I acknowledged that God’s provision came from His Love, and I thanked Him and praised Him for His faithfulness.
Matthew 7:9-11 (NIV)
Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone?
Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake?
If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children,
how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!
What a great reminder of God giving us His best…even in everyday matters that might seem small or trivial. Thanks for this story, D!
Thank you Susan.
God does surprise us at times, but on our end, not His. 🙂
That is true.
I love how He works on the little stuff – as well as the big things in our life. Thanks for sharing that story.
Thank you Loree.