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 Posted: Thu Aug 21st, 2008 01:24 pm
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Dixie Girl
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Joined: Thu Oct 25th, 2007
Location: North Carolina USA
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GRANDMA: 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
in on my bumper.

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 when he leaned out of his window and screamed,
"for the love of God, GO! GO!" What an exuberant cheerleader he was for

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.

When 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.

War Means Fighting And Fighting Means Killing - N. B. Forrest When war does come, my advice is to draw the sword and throw away the scabbard." Stonewall Jackson
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