Got a letter from Grandma the other day.
She writes:
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 that
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! Why, 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.
Then 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...why, even he was enjoying this religious experience!
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 I 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