Yesterday, before I headed to the Farmers' Curb Market where I spend most of my Saturday mornings, I prayed for God to bless my day. I then sat, waiting, next to a large hand-sewn pillow and an antique crib full of bed bunnies, expecting something wonderful to happen.
A long-time customer who has become a friend, stopped by to donate a sweater for my art. We talked about our lives, every turn of our conversation leading us to people we knew in common. Just before she left the Market, she circled back by my table to introduce me to another friend, another connection with whom I also know someone in common. Community.
A customer I did not know well stopped by for the second week in a row to inquire as to whether or not I had seen the mention of me in a beautifully-produced local magazine and I was happy to tell her I had. Though I had looked for the magazine without success, I happened to see the article posted when randomly picking up my phone. I thought about how much time I spend looking for things when sometimes all I have to do is wait for them to come to me. Serendipity.
Since we were having a rather slow day at the Market, this customer started to tell me the stories of her life and the next thing I knew she was telling me about her time as a Peace Corps volunteer in South America. I shared the stories about my sister's time in Tanzania. Returning to my table after making her rounds at the Market, she came to stand with me behind my table. Friendship.
While speaking with this new friend, another friend--a fellow artist--stopped by to cheer me on as we try to do for one another when we are out in the public marketing our wares. I never tire of those who sincerely wish for my success. I noticed the comments online as well as friends took the time to "stop by" my posts and express their joy for what I make and who I am. Encouragement.
No sooner had this new friend moved along, then did another friend show up to brighten my day and share her life with me. As she seemed to have an abundance of joy, she decided to pray with me right then and there among the plants, the baked goods, and the pillows. Hallelujah!
As I was calling it a day and packing up my art, a woman pushing a stroller stopped in front of me, picked up a bed bunny and danced it in front of her baby who smiled with delight, as the lady accompanying her made the transaction. Success.
In expectation I waited for something wonderful to happen. Yes.
A long-time customer who has become a friend, stopped by to donate a sweater for my art. We talked about our lives, every turn of our conversation leading us to people we knew in common. Just before she left the Market, she circled back by my table to introduce me to another friend, another connection with whom I also know someone in common. Community.
A customer I did not know well stopped by for the second week in a row to inquire as to whether or not I had seen the mention of me in a beautifully-produced local magazine and I was happy to tell her I had. Though I had looked for the magazine without success, I happened to see the article posted when randomly picking up my phone. I thought about how much time I spend looking for things when sometimes all I have to do is wait for them to come to me. Serendipity.
Since we were having a rather slow day at the Market, this customer started to tell me the stories of her life and the next thing I knew she was telling me about her time as a Peace Corps volunteer in South America. I shared the stories about my sister's time in Tanzania. Returning to my table after making her rounds at the Market, she came to stand with me behind my table. Friendship.
While speaking with this new friend, another friend--a fellow artist--stopped by to cheer me on as we try to do for one another when we are out in the public marketing our wares. I never tire of those who sincerely wish for my success. I noticed the comments online as well as friends took the time to "stop by" my posts and express their joy for what I make and who I am. Encouragement.
No sooner had this new friend moved along, then did another friend show up to brighten my day and share her life with me. As she seemed to have an abundance of joy, she decided to pray with me right then and there among the plants, the baked goods, and the pillows. Hallelujah!
As I was calling it a day and packing up my art, a woman pushing a stroller stopped in front of me, picked up a bed bunny and danced it in front of her baby who smiled with delight, as the lady accompanying her made the transaction. Success.
In expectation I waited for something wonderful to happen. Yes.
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