A Red Watch and a Block of Cheese on a Sunday

First time I saw a red watch worn by a friend years ago, I knew I wanted to have one too. WANT being the  operative word. So it just made it to my mental list of 'things to buy when I have extra cash.' And then quite forgotten.
Last Saturday, hubby and I went to our neighborhood grocery to buy supplies that were already missing from our pantry. While we still have some small leftover cheese, I was already planning on buying a new block in preparation for another round of cheese-pineapple filling that I usually make during Wednesdays. Sadly though, cheddar cheese was "sorry, Ma'm, out of stock po." Too bad. Hubby assured me he'll buy one for me at the bigger grocery that he also frequents.
Then Sunday came. 
We were rushing to prepare to leave for our usual Sunday morning service when my uncle and aunt arrived at my cousin's house (we live in the same compound). Our visitors came from San Francisco City, where they are both permanent residents. I haven't seen them for quite sometime, so I just had to say hello. After a brief exchange of hellos and how-are-you's, my aunt handed me a white plastic bag. I stayed on for a few minutes for some more small talks, then my kids came over also to fetch me and to pay their respects. Then we left for church. 
After a few hours, we were back at home. I saw the white plastic bag and got curious about its contents. At the very bottom this is what I found...

A watch! A red watch!!

Oh wow! What a most pleasant surprise.  Then I remembered how much I wanted something like this years ago. 'Twas such a long time ago that I've almost forgotten all about it. But not the Lord, He just kept it in mind for me.

Before going to bed, I found out that He wasn't done yet.

Still on the same Sunday, after lunch at home, off we went to a family gathering. One of those who came is another cousin who also lives in the US. Again, after the usual hellos and how-are you's, she told me to make sure that I get the bag that she has for me. 

True enough, when it was time to leave, my cousin told me that she had already handed my "pasalubong" to  my daughter. And my daughter got very curious about the contents. She asked what was in it that's very heavy. No idea. Again at the bottom this was what we found...

Cheddar cheese! At 2 lbs it sure was heavy.

 The Lord is just so sweet! He catered to a WANT and a NEED at the same time.