I received a text from a friend who shares a taste for McAlisters sweet tea. I meet several friends at McAlisters, because it’s a great place to relax and catch up while enjoying good food (and excellent tea). It’s also not too far from my favorite walking trail.
This specific friend doesn’t live close, so our occasional time at McAlisters seems especially sweet. She took a trip to the closest McAlisters several weekends ago. Of course, she couldn’t go inside, but she savored the drink in her own natural wonderful and brought me into the loop with her text.
I smiled. I could almost imagine sitting in the chair across from her.
A couple hours later, I received a text from another friend, letting me know she and her family had just left something on my front step. I opened the door to find: McAlisters sweet tea.
Oh, how I love God’s creative provision, how he connects the dots of relationships and care. I told both friends the parts they played in the story, and I thanked God for what felt like a refreshing hug and wink.
It was a simple cup of sweet tea, but the sweet moment was much more significant. I raised a glass and tipped my tea to good friends and a great God.