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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