Grandma's letter.

She is eighty-eight years old and still drives
her own car.
She writes:

Dear Grand-daughter,
The other day I went up to our local Christian
book store 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, am I glad I did, what an uplifting
experience that 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 a good thing someone else loves Jesus
because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed.
I found that lots of people love Jesus!
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! Go! Jesus Christ, GO!'
What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus!
Everyone started honking!
I just leaned out my windo w and started waving
and smiling at all those loving 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 my young teenage grandson in the back
seat what that meant.
He said it was probably a Hawaiian good luck
sign or something.
Well, I have never met anyone from Hawaii, so I
leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign right back.
My grandson 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.
So, I waved at all my brothers and sisters
grinning, and drove on through the intersection.
I noticed that I was the only car that got
through the intersection before the light changed again and 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 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!!
Will write again soon,
Love, Grandma