This is a modern day, real life ‘loaves and fishes’ story experienced by Tom & Mary Susan Capon, Oasis Toy Store managers, you don’t want to miss! Read on in Tom’s letter to Oasis of Hope Director, Terry Hoff, to see how a soldier from Iraq, a store of leftover toys, and a promise to God made a HUGE difference.
As I have told you in the past, Mary Susan and I don’t worry too much about the level of toys that we are short shipped from the companies we buy from. Nor do we worry too much about the amount of donations we receive from the Hope congregation, as God always makes things work out.
The first time we saw God’s work along these lines was 3 or 4 years ago when you called me and told me you had received a load of toys from another Christmas charity that had an over stock of toys, and did we need them. You as I, never turn something like this down, so you brought them over and WOW did they have an over stock. I think you had 3 van loads of toys.
Mary Susan and I didn’t think we would ever have enough customers to sell that amount of toys. As you know, we had an overwhelming number of shoppers the next few days, and without that load of toys we would have never had enough to help those parents provide a little bit better Christmas for their children.
Well, this year’s version of God’s work goes like this…….
For the first week we were open, we had about half the number of shoppers we normally have. So, the toys were moving, but not at the rate we were used too from previous years.
Again, we weren’t worried as things always work out.
Then the weekend donations came in on that second Monday we were open, and there was an overwhelming amount of toys donated by the Hope congregation. We were way overstocked and with only 6 days left for the store to be open, and with fewer shoppers so far, I didn’t know how we would move all the toys.
As the final days passed we were still not having the number of customers come to shop, so I was watching the shelves stay full and wondering when things would pick up. We get to Saturday, the last day, and of the 10 shelving units we started the store with, we still had 6 units full.
So, we began marking down the prices so the customers we did have, could get more items for their children. We are normally sold out by noon on the last day. But, this year at noon we still had about 2 shelving units full of toys.
At that point I was checking customers out at the register and Mary Susan was marking the toys even lower so we wouldn’t’ have anything left over. A lady came through the line and checked out, finding she hadn’t spent all the money she had to spend, she went back and picked out a few more toys.
Once she checked out the second time, once again she had money left to be spent. So, she went back again. After the third trip through the check out line, I asked her what her situation was and how many children she was buying for.
At that point she leaned over the cash register as if she wanted to tell me something in private. I leaned forward so she could tell me what she wanted to say. She said, “While I was serving in Iraq, I promised God that if he would let me come home in one piece, I would help unwanted and underprivileged children for the rest of my life. So, I’m spending as much as I can for those children.” She said it so no one but I could hear, so I truly feel it was the truth.
At that point something came over me. I had to help her with her mission. We probably still had $800 worth of toys at regular store retail prices, which would be about $300 at our prices. I told her, ” maybe I need to sell you the rest of the toys in the store for $100.” I thought she was going to kiss me. She did give me a huge hug, and I didn’t think she was going to let me go.
While the employees were bagging up the rest of the toys, I asked her how many children she was buying for. She was buying for 200 kids that are currently in a variety of agencies, including a couple dozen foster children, and this would provide each of them with at least one gift.
As the last bag of toys was on it’s way out the door to her car, the thought come to me that I was sooo thankful for the overwhelming number of donated toys we had received over the weekend…..and…..that God had once again matched the number of toys we had, to the number of kids that needed them.
Merry Christmas,
Mary Susan and Tom Capon