on friday night, we decided to go out to dinner near the ballston metro stop. we were walking to the restaurant through the massive bus stop area, me on a crutch; because while i can walk fine without a crutch, i usually take it along when i am walking more outside of the house. i get tired, ya see.
anyway, so i’m walking on my crutch when we come upon a lady. she’s clutching her bible and shouting out to her Lord. she takes one look at me and starts shaking and rocking and screaming: “Lord Jesus, you must HEAL this lady, I call upon you to HEAL this lady NOW! she needs you, Lord, so please, PLEASE, heal her.”
i was tempted to throw down my crutch and walk right then and there, but i was afraid that this poor woman would have heart failure. so i lumbered on.
OMG!! I just practically spat my coffee out! That happened to YOU? For real? Wow. Well, let’s see if something comes of it…
for real. and hey, i’m willing to take prayers from any denomination, even though i am a Red Sea Pedestrian.
Heh. Oh, I wish you had. The snark in you is strong, my friend.
I LOVE those Jesus people. You SHOULD have started speaking in tongues!!!!!!
Danny says that was a serious missed opportunity. 😉