Got a letter from Grandma the other day. She writes...
Dear Friend,
The other day I went up to a local Christian bookstore and saw a "honk if you love Jesus" bumper sticker. I was feeling particularly sassy that day because I had just come from a thrilling choir performance, followed by a thunderous prayer meeting, so I bought the sticker and put it on my bumper.
Boy, I'm glad I did! What an uplifting experience followed!
I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost in thought about the Lord and how good He is...and I didn't notice that the light had changed. It is a good thing someone else loves Jesus because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed! I found that LOTS of people love Jesus!
While I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, and then he leaned out of his window and screamed, "For the love of GOD! GO! GO! Jesus Christ, GO!"
What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus! Everyone started honking! I just leaned out of my window and started waving and smiling at all these loving people. I even honked my horn a few times to share in the love!
There must have been a man from Florida back there because I heard him yelling something about a "sunny beach"... I saw another guy waving in a funny way with only his middle finger stuck up in the air. I asked my teenage grandson in the back seat what that meant, he said that it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something.
Well, I've never met anyone from Hawaii, so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign back. My grandson burst out laughing ... he was enjoying this religious experience, too!
A couple of the people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got out of their cars and started walking towards me. I bet they wanted to pray or ask what church I attended, but this is when I noticed the light had changed. So, I waved to all my sisters and brothers grinning, and drove on through the intersection. I noticed I was the only car that got through the intersection before the light changed again and I felt kind of sad that had to leave them after all the love we had shared, so I slowed the car down, leaned out of the window and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign one last time as I drove away.
Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks!
Love,
Grandma
10 comments:
Go granny, Go granny, Go granny Go.
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HAHA. Good one! Picturing either on of my grandmothers doing this is hysterical.
Oh, man. That is such a Helen joke. Love it.
Beth, yeah, my gramma didn't drive, but she totally would have given everyone the Hawaian salute...in Christian love.
Katdish, by "Helen joke" I am assuming you mean cool as salsa dancing in the produce aisle using a banana as a microphone, right? Because that's me! Who cares about swollen feet when Marc Antony is playing...
Good luck everyone! *giving middle finger salute* And hang ten while you're at it! I'm going to be honking all day now.
My dad's mom was killed when he was a boy and my mom's mom died earlier this year on my mom's birthday.
Mom's mom never drove in her life.
Sorry to cause you to relive bad memories with my little joke. I am sorry about your grandma.
Hope I didn't upset you with my macabre humor. What I said was true but it didn't make me relive anything.
Not at all. But I do know how it hurts to lose a grandparent, and I remember when Dad died, a week before Father's Day, I cried every time I read or heard the word father, so I know how innocently someone can cause one to relive grief.
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