We left home last Saturday in the late afternoon headed for Elba, Alabama. Our intention was to grab some fast food off the Interstate in Montgomery. We were so distracted by a misbehaving Garmin (it thought we were still in Kentucky where we’d been the week before!) that we were past the city before we realized it. Hopeful, we stopped at the gas station/convenience store at our exit. Unfortunately the person working there was no help in giving us locations along our route where we could eat.

Munching on snacks, we headed off into the darkness on a never-before (for us) traveled road. After several turns from one county road to another we found ourselves in Highland Home. I almost drove past the oasis. It was dark and the building had few outside lights. In fact it was the reflection from our headlights on the cars in the gravel parking lot that caught my attention. When we saw how many cars were parked at almost 7 on a Saturday night we decided to stop – especially not knowing what eating opportunities might be ahead.

It Don’t Matter proved to be a wonderful surprise. The atmosphere was warm (the wait staff and the welcome heated air) and the food delicious! Days later I am still thinking about and talking about It Don’t Matter. I wonder when I might be by there again.

How often God has surprises for us! I wonder how many we miss because we’re not expecting them or don’t see them or don’t recognize them when they happen. I think I am going to live more expectantly – after a jewel of a diner for our hungry stomachs what else is just ahead?