The Self-Help Checkout Lady
The Self-Help Checkout Lady
Perhaps it doesn’t get any more
complicated than this.
“Oh, I remember your advice about using alcohol
to clean my skin,” I said.
“Yep, I use hand sanitizer to clean a lot
of things. Fixes things. Wish I could fix my car heater with it. Only blows cold air.”
“Ok, thanks.” And out the doors I went.
“It’s about 20 degrees outside, Lord,” I
prayed while I sat in my car. “Did I
miss it?”
Did I miss an opportunity to meet an immediate
need? Maybe she didn’t need her car
fixed, not by me. But I could have reminded
her that someone cared.
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