Express check-out lane.
"But I have too many items,"
"That's okay," he said, and as he
Scanned my groceries we talked.
I learned he was 73 but was still
Working because Social Security
Couldn't support him and his wife.
He was a bitter man.
He had moved to Nevada to work for
His son, but in one week he was
Fired.
He couldn't forgive his son and refused
To speak to him.
"I'm so sorry," I said, "You need to reconcile.
Life is too short. I'll pray for you."
I was amazed at the man's transparency and
Also that no one had come up behind me.
After I paid my bill I gave him a couple of
My tracts.
He began reading one of them right away, so
I kept talking.
"Let me show you my bracelet.
It will help you too."
He was intrigued as I explained the
Beads, and he wanted me to tie it on
His wrist.
"You know, Jesus is one of my boys," he
Told me.
I was perplexed.
"Did you name one of your sons Jesus?"
"No, I'm Jewish."
I was stunned.
"I love the Jews," I said, "Jesus was a
Jew."
"I know," he laughed.
"You're my divine appointment for the day.
You invited me into your line, and we've had all
This time to talk. I'll keep praying for you."
The man seemed pleased and smiled as
I left.
As I walked to the car, I said, "Wow!
A Jewish man at Walmart is wearing a
Gospel bracelet.
Just wow!"