A Suburban City Girl in A Small Town

Moment by moment……

A Letter From Grandma

on November 9, 2012

I found this on the internet today. It’s worth a share.

Grandma is eighty-eight years old and still drives her own car. She 
writes: 

Dear Granddaughter

The other day I went up to our 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, am I 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 me started honking like 
crazy, and then he leaned out of his window and screamed, ‘For the love 
of God!’ 

‘Go! Go! Go! Jesus Christ, GO!‘ 

What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus! 

Everyone started honking! 

I just leaned out my window and started waving and smiling at all those 
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 young teenage grandson in the back seat what that meant. 

He said it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something. 

Well, I have never met anyone from Hawaii , so I leaned out the window 
and gave him the good luck sign right 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, grinning, I waved at all my brothers and sisters, and drove on 
through the intersection. 

I noticed that I was the only car that got through the intersection 
before the light changed again and 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 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!

Will write again soon. 

Love, Grandma 

 

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