Giving Thanks Happily

Recently we were handed a copy of a letter written by a sweet, eighty-eight year old grandmother who still drives  her own car.  This letter to her grand-daughter is so innocently uplifting that we just had to share it, hoping you will get as good a laugh out of it as we did:.

My dearest girl,

The other day I went to our local Christian book store where I noticed a bumper sticker that said “Honk if you love Jesus!”.  I was in very high spirits that day because I had just come from a thrilling choir performance followed by a thunderous prayer meeting, so I just had to have that sticker.  I stuck it on my rear bumper right away.  Boy, am I glad I did, for what followed was the most uplifting spiritual experience of a life time.

I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, deep in tough about the wonderful things the Lord has done, so I didn’t notice that the light had changed.  I was woken out of my reveries by the driver behind me honking his horn – clearly he had noticed by sticker.  So I stuck my hand out of the window and waved in acknowledgement.  then he stuck out his head and shouted in a very exuberant voice: “For the Love of God, GO already, GO!” 

As I turned around to smile at this wonderful man, other drivers started honking as well.  Obviously everybody wanted to join in this very joyous occasion, so I waved at all of them and honked my own horn a few times too – this was turning into a glorious religious happening.

There must have been a man from Florida back there because I heard him yelling something about a sunny beach.  And another man was waving his arm in a funny sort of way, with only one finger stuck in the air.  I asked my teenage grandson – you know, your cousin Charlie – who was cowering on the backseat, what that meant.  He thought it could be a ancient Russian good luck sign, like an encouragement showing you’re half-way to Winston Churchill’s victory sign.  I thought that was so wonderful, that I gave the good luck sign right back.  By then, Charlie was rolling with laughter – clearly he too was caught up in this joyous event.

Several people had gotten out of their cars and started walking towards me – I think they wanted to shake my hand and ask me what church I attended.  But that’s when I saw the light was green, so I had to drive on – I noticed that I was the only vehicle that got through the intersection before the light changed again.  And I felt kind of sad having to leave all those new friends who were all honking loudly.  So I slowed down, leaned out of the window and gave them all one last Russian good luck sign, before I drove away praising the Lord for such wonderful folks.

Will write again soon.  Love ………grandma.