Sunday, September 13, 2009

Day 256- Mr. Scary

As I entered a grocery store today, my first instinct was to reach out to the man who immediately began staring at me as he sat on a bench inside the store. He looked like a scary Santa Claus who did not want to be bothered. I was with my three year old so I placed her in the cart. Just like sharks, we circled him several times. It didn't take long to realize that he was a fellow "people watcher." We recognize our own kind. I despise shopping. When my wife wants to go shopping, I will either witness to others or I will have a seat on a bench and just watch others go through life. For some reason I did not strike up a conversation with him in the beginning. Instead I made my purchase and discovered that he was still sitting in the same place. Alyssa and I prayed together as we approached Mr. Scary.

Me: Sir, did you get one of these?

Mr. Scary: (smiling) No, what is it?

Me: It is a gospel tract. Do you attend church?

Mr. Scary: No, not recently. I do need to start going. My son has been on me about it.

Mr. Scary's wife arrived just as he finished his sentence. He immediately grabbed his things as if he had to go. I encouraged him to read the tract when he had a chance. Alyssa and I began to pray for both Mr. and Mrs. Scary as they made their way toward the exit.

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