I met God one day at work

Something strange happened to me while I was at work. 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 employees 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, 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 were dark angry clouds with nonstop torrential 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 he looked over his shoulder at me and said....

Him: "Me, a messenger? Noooooo....I'm God Himself!" and 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

Love,
Theresa

Dedicated to my sister

My sister & I are more like best friends than siblings. We can talk about everything & anything and usually do and it doesn't matter if life becomes busy for either of us & we haven't touched base in awhile... with grace & ease we usually pick up exactly where we left off.

I've often imagined that we've shared many lifetimes together and at each new beginning, as we get ready yet again to enter the gift of life here on earth, we hold hands & jump into the wonderment of it all - no matter the role we've chosen for ourselves this time around.

When time allows, and life has slowed down for us awhile, my sister & I will get together to deeply discuss the latest spiritual book, movie, quote, teacher and try to decide in which direction we should morph this time around in order to get moving in the direction we'd like to get moving in. Or if it's even possible! I don't claim to have all the answers. In fact, I fall short of my own expectations often but sissy often looks to me as if I'm an all knowing Sage who will simplify the latest pieces of information in a way that she 'feels' as if it can be done, without a doubt.

It was during one of these philosophical conversations where my sister dubbed me "The Great Hoo Hoo." I snorted & busted out laughing! Really? Ah but then laughter is a wonderful healer. "Why not," I decided and so . . .

. . . here begins a record of my whimsical musings that I've gathered throughout my life of 49 (soon to be 50 on May 29th) years. Thank you sissy for sharing this journey with me. ♥