A Popcorn Blessing

I get my popcorn popped. I grab the next elevator going back up. My grandmother is waiting for me.

An old white lady hops on my elevator at the 2nd floor. She smells my popcorn. She asks if it’s good. I tell her it is.

She says she just loves popcorn. She looks at my popcorn bag and says, “Oh, Orville Redenbacher? You like that kind? I sure do!”

Um, yeah. It’s good. What’s up with this woman? She’s still looking and smiling.

I finally ask her, “Would you like some?”, but I hope she’ll say no. I don’t want her digging around in my popcorn bag. I don’t know where her hands have been. We are in a public housing elevator after all.

She says no thank you, a little flustered, and gets off on the 3rd floor. I go on up to the 4th.

Crazy white lady.

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I didn’t know the young girl would offer me her popcorn. I was just trying to be nice and make conversation (although it did smell good and I do love popcorn!).

When she asked me, “Would you like some?” I was taken aback. I didn’t expect it. It was a sweet offer. But I said no thank you.

I didn’t expect to see her again. But when I finally made it to the 4thfloor and knocked on the next door on my list for meals, her head peeped out of the apartment.

So she was here visiting her grandmother. Her grandmother isn’t doing so well. I’ve seen her go downhill greatly the past 6 months.

But I know this grandmother is blessed. She has a granddaughter who visits her.

And who offers popcorn to crazy white ladies like me in the elevator.

Blessings pop up in unexpected places. Grace lives here.

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Where have you seen unexpected grace? Please share in the comments.

24 thoughts on “A Popcorn Blessing

  1. Pam Ecrement

    How sweet this popcorn story! Delighted to hear this evidence of grace. (As a popcorn lover, I would have been savoring the smell.) I love when the Lord shows us little snippets of the ways He is working! I never fail to be amazed at the wonders of His grace and the extent of His interest in the smallest details of our lives.

    1. LisaNotes Post author

      Yes, I love how God shows up in the details too, Pam. He has a way of catching us off-guard, even in the midst of our own business of thinking we’re the ones “doing good.” We are always receiving grace from his hand, over and over.

  2. Debbie

    I love the popcorn story but I especially love that this grandmother is being visited by someone who loves her. Unfortunately, too many older people have no visitors and are so lonely. Thanks for stopping by Heart Choices and encouraging me as I venture back into blogging world Lisa.

    1. LisaNotes Post author

      I was so happy to see her visiting her grandmother too. As much as I hate when people get sick, it is comforting to see how it brings out the goodness and the visits from others. I wish that we would be so attentive in times of good health and prime of life.
      I’m glad that you’re stepping back into the blogging world, Debbie! Your voice is an important one.

    1. LisaNotes Post author

      Yes, and even offering the smallest of gifts (can anything weigh less than a piece of popcorn?) can make such a big impression. The economy of the Kingdom!

  3. Katie

    I so enjoyed “A Popcorn Blessing”:)
    I write poems (which I call playing with words).
    Here are a cinquain and a haiku that I wrote about your post:

    going up now
    smells so good, breathe it in
    girl and woman, to share or not
    would you?

    popcorn going up
    getting a lift and a sniff
    will they share or not

    Hope you enjoy these – I had fun writing them:)

  4. Jennifer

    Love this post & from the different players viewpoints too!

    I’m a little white haired lady too lol!

    I just had such a blessing of grace, my dear man is washing the dishes for me as I read! So I don’t have to do it when he goes out to visit family later, as I am unwell today…How sweet is he!

    It’s the grace blessing, in the little unseen things we need to be aware of too… Don’t you think… 😀

    1. LisaNotes Post author

      Oh, those blessings of dish-washings! Those are some of my favorite kinds. 🙂 Sounds like you have a good man in your house like I do. We are blessed indeed, Jennifer. Yes, grace.

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