I've been working as a cashier/alternate receiver in a grocery store since January 22, 1990. I could write a book about my job and the people I've come in contact with all these years. As an example, here's something that happened to me this past fall. I was scheduled to work the 11:30 a.m. to 8 p.m. shift which meant I would be working the express lane for 12 items or less. The day was already off to a dreary start with another torrential downpour taking place since early that morning and no sign of the sun ever making an appearance. Needless to say, the customers and employee's attitudes seem to be somewhat blasé, including mine.
I had already been working a few hours into my shift when the crowds started to thin out. Seems no one wanted to be out in the rain. Just then, a man who I would estimate to be in his late 50's or early 60's, got into my line to buy a few groceries. He looked to be about my height of 5' 8", had a trimmed white beard and mustache with short white hair on his head. He wore a pair of wire rimmed glasses and was smiling from ear to ear.
We exchanged pleasantries....
Me: "Hi, how are you today?"
Him: "Great, great...how are you?"
Me: "I'm here."
As I was ringing up his groceries and putting them in plastic bags, he said to me......
Him: "It really is a great day out there and getting better every moment." I turned to look out the front window of the store and all I saw was dark angry clouds with nonstop rain. It looked as if a river was running through the front parking lot. So I turned to observe this customer a little more closely...maybe he was a little tipsy...maybe stoned. He caught my eye as I handed him back his change and he said to me.....
Him: "Great things are coming your way from this moment on. Just you wait and see."
Me: "What, are you a messenger?"
As soon as I asked that question I thought to myself ' Theresa, you really shouldn't ask questions like that. Especially around these areas. People will look at you as if you're NUTS! '
But the man picked up his 2 plastic bags of groceries and turned to walk towards the exit and as he made his way towards the doors, he looked over his shoulder at me and said....
Him: "A messenger? Noooooo....I'm God Himself!" and smiling from ear to ear out the door he went. I folded my arms across my chest and leaned back against my register and stared out the front window saying to myself....."hmmmmmmmm"
Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that, some have entertained angels without knowing it.
~ Hebrews 13:1-2
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