Surreal things happen to me. Yesterday after work I went to Wal Mart.....I'm in the store walking around with my list and I'm purusing the doggie clothes. I'm in a part of the store that is sort of secluded and this man walks up to me and in a very nice way tells me he needs two dollars and sixty-five cents so that he can buy a gallon of gas so that he can get home. He said he barely made to Wal Mart. I didn't hesitate and gave him five dollars. He thanked me told me his name and asked if there was anything he could do for me. I told him no, but just do something kind for somebody else. He had some change and asked me if I wanted it in return for me giving him the five dollars and I told him no.
At that moment I was struck by the shallowness of my life. I was looking at doggie clothes and somebody needed money for gas to get home. And if God was testing me, did I pass? Why didn't I give him that twenty dollar bill? I had about sixty dollars in my bill fold, why didn't I give him all of it?
Then I left Wal Mart, headed to my uncle's house to pick up his mail......and get this....there was a guy dressed in jeans, a western shirt and wearing a cowboy hat and he was dragging a cross!!! The cross had a pair of small wheels on the bottom and he was going north following the two-lane highway that goes through town.
Jesus if I failed you, I'm sorry....