The Captain was helping a lady move today. She was moving out of an apartment, and moving most of her stuff into a storage unit. The Captain had been working on stacking boxes for most of the morning. The boxes were in rows about 20 feet deep, and 8 feet high along both sides. As they were taking the last 5 or 6 boxes from the apartment to the storage unit, this lady realized that the formula for her premature infant had been packed, and she didn't know where it was. She needed it immediately, and didn't have the ability to just go buy some more. She asked The Captain and the other men with him if they could please look for the formula in the storage unit. Oh boy.
Between the Lord and the Captain, that formula was found in a miraculous amount of time. It was, of course, in the farthest corner of the storage unit, but the Captain was the one who had been stacking the boxes, so he had some idea of where it might be. He climbed over all the stuff in the storage unit, to the back corner, and dug through boxes until he found it. I'm sure that without his help, the lady would never have found the formula. At least not before her infant was walking, anyway.
I'm sure that the Lord was helping both that lady and the Captain today in quickly finding formula to feed that baby.
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