Another Serendipity

8 Jun


Judy Wills



We’ve had so many “serendipity” times happen in our lives. I’m convinced that they are God’s way of giving us some unexpected joy in our lives. So while I call them serendipity, I really know better.

This one happened some time ago, while we were living in Virginia. There was a Taco Bell where Fred and I liked to eat, about five minutes from our house. We stopped there often. One time, during the summer, we stopped, and noticed that the doors were standing open. Uh-oh – that’s not a good sign! Sure enough, the AC was off. There were no other customers in the store, so we had the place to ourselves.

The manager actually waited on us himself. He had on a long-sleeved white shirt, tie, and his sleeves were rolled up – but rolled under, rather than up. I commented on the AC and on how his sleeves were rolled the way our son-in-law rolled his. Then I asked why he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt in that heat. He said that he wanted to look professional, and that was his work “uniform.” The conversation went on a while, then he asked us for our order. He then “fiddled” with the register a bit, and when he gave me the total – it was at least $1.00 less than usual. When I questioned him about it, he just grinned at me, so I said, “should I just take it and run with it?” and he nodded yes.

Every other time we were in that Taco Bell, if he was at the register, the total would be less. We never asked for nor demanded that we get a discount, but only when he was working, did we get the discount. We always waved, smiled, or spoke to him.

Neat story, however, that’s not the end of it. Some years later – after we had moved to Florida – we were back in Virginia visiting. We had flown into the airport in Norfolk that time, and we were driving back to Norfolk for our return trip. We took a wrong exit and were fussing at each other about how to get back to the right place. We saw a Taco Bell up ahead, and decided to stop for lunch.

I ordered, then took the drink cups over to fill at the machine. When I was done, Fred said, “look who’s here.” I looked up and saw this same man bringing our food on the tray to the counter, with a confused look on his face, as if to say “where have I seen this order before?” (My order was rather unique) Then he looked up and saw us and grinned from ear to ear. Seems he had gotten a lateral transfer and was now working in Norfolk. It was actually a promotion for him, as it was much closer to where he lived, so he saved in time and gas money. We spoke for a short time and renewed acquaintances.

Just think……….if we hadn’t taken the wrong exit, we would never have known that he had transferred and where he was then working.

Just a little thing, but it filled us with joy. It’s been a fun remembrance for us.





5 Responses to “Another Serendipity”

  1. christawojo June 12, 2014 at 10:11 am #

    That’s amazing! It just goes to show you that you never know what’s going to happen when you wake up in the morning.

    The home we rent is called Villa Serendipity (they often name their houses in Panama as there aren’t really street addresses). My life has always been filled with such moments and in times of hopelessness, I remember them and have faith that surprises are just around the corner.

    Thanks for sharing your remarkable story!


    • Old Things R New June 12, 2014 at 6:34 pm #

      I think the practice of naming homes is intriguing. How serendipitous that your home is named Villa Serendipity.


  2. divoran09 June 8, 2014 at 4:46 pm #

    Don’t you just love those serendipitous love pats from our heavenly Father. There’s no other way to explain things like that.


  3. Bill June 8, 2014 at 3:08 pm #

    Isn’t God good to give us these joy-filled moments.


  4. Louise Gib son June 8, 2014 at 7:52 am #

    These are Godf-given heartwarming momernts in our life. There is no substitute for personal encounters. People need people.


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