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 window 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 w anted 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 inter-
section 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