Around here, on the weekends, various charities will set up at intersections and collect money for their various causes, as traffic waits for the signal light.
Sunday, a church group was doing this, or so I thought, as I was headed to the supermarket.
Sure enough, the signal turned red, and I was forced to wait in line.
All I had on me was my debit card, no cash. I didn’t even have any change in my change compartment in my Jeep.
So I sat there, with my head down, trying not to catch the “eye” of one of the volunteers.
I was like the world’s worst outfielder praying, “don’t hit the ball to me, don’t hit the ball to me”.
But as it happend, a lady came to the door on the passenger side of my Jeep and motioned for me to roll down my window.
I looked at her and signaled with a pathetic shoulder shrug and my arms raised showing her my hands, and I hoped she would get the message that I had no money to give.
She insisted again with the standard “roll down your window” sign.
So I did.
She smiled and said,”We aren’t collecting money, God bless you!” and she handed me a Milky Way candy bar.
I managed a smile and said, “Thank you”, as the light turned green and I headed on to the supermarket.
Funny thing was; I was still smiling when I pulled into the parking lot.