Keeping it light
There’s been a lot of tragic, terrible news lately, so I’m going to write again about an article that makes me laugh. I’ve run this column a few times but folks still want to read it. Got a Letter form Grandma the other day. She wrote: 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 it on my bumper. Boy, I’m glad I did! What an uplifting experience followed.
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 good thing someone else loves Jesus because if he hadn’t honked, I’d never have noticed.
I soon found that lots of people feel the same way. Why, while I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy and then he leaned out of his window and screamed, “For the love of GOD! GO! GO! My Lord, GO! What an exuberant cheerleader he was for the Lord.
Everyone else started honking too. I just leaned out of my window and started waving and smiling at all these lovely 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. I asked your cousin Jimmy (my teenage grandson) in the back seat what that sign meant. He replied that it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something. Well, I’ve never been to Hawaii, so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign right back.
Jimmy 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 again. So, I grinned and waved to all my sisters and brothers, and drove on through the intersection.
I noticed I was the only car that got through that intersection before the light turned red 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. Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks. Love, Grandma
Stay well, stay involved and stay tuned.
Vi June is past Democratic state representative for House District 35. She is a former mayor of Westminster and a former newspaper publisher. A Westminster resident for more than four decades, she and her husband, Bob, have five grown children and eight grandchildren.