Stopping at the Mall to get a haircut, my grandson Jaxon and I had to take a quick look in the Macy’s store. After all it’s not everyday we get to shop around just he and me.  In his little umbrella stroller, eyes looking everywhere, me too, we were having quit an enjoyable time.  Little did we know our day would turn into a Hallmark of a shopping spree for Jaxon’s grandmother.

Passing a register I could see there was no one there except an older gentleman sitting comfortably on a chair resting.  He smiled so graciously, as we strolled past thinking a cashier would be near by to help us.  Unfortunately not and we found ourselves right back where we started from.  “I was waiting in the car for my wife and it became quit warm,” the gentleman said, as we again was checking for a cashier.  “I came into the store and now I am chilly,” he added.  We laughed as I told him, “it sounds like you’re between a rock and a hard place.”  He agreeing with a big smile, I shared  with the gentleman our problem, of not being able to find a cashier. Once again strolling between racks, looking and waiting and now  coming back once again to check the the vacant register  It was then the gentleman stood up so graciously and was reaching into his breast pocket of his polo shirt.   I could see clearly the compassion he bare within his eyes while handing me something I was very familiar with. My heart melted as never before, because in the 40 years I’ve been a  christian I’ve never been asked if I was sure Heaven would someday be my Home.  No one has ever cared enough to approach me with this life saving question, that is until this day at Macy’s, strolling with my grandson, looking for a cashier, and meeting a gentleman as he waited patiently while his wife shopped.  Reaching out to him to accept the small track I smiled.  He replied, “your a christian arn’t you.”  I told him  yes, but what a blessing that he would care enough to aproach a stranger and ask about her eternity. He shared how he quit witnessing to people at one time, but God wouldn’t let him be still.  I could see why,  the love he carried, is a rare bird in our world today….

 

As we talked Jaxon  listened too, ladies passed by, I thinking each was his wife, but everyone he said no, she kept on shopping, the cashier was still busy somewhere and God was caressing my heart that day at  the Macy’s Department Store.

Janet finally came with a bag in her hand, not knowing George had come into the store to wait.  I rushed to catch her as she was exiting.  We four became forever friends.  Janet and George live in Mount Vernon, not far away, and Janet loves visiting Mansfields Macy’s to shop.  A fun thing for them to do on a summer afternoon, but this day George was appointed a grandmother and a little three year old grandson in an unbrella stroller, to touch their hearts in a way that only love can touch.  Iron sharpens iron, Proverbs 27:17 says, and that’s what George did for me that day at the Macy’s Department Store*  George became to warm in his car because I believe God had a couple prospects and George found us.  I’m so glad he didn’t choose to quit spreading the Gospel.  His Shine only helps others to Shine, he surely helped me, a three year olds grandmother*

Returning home as days went by and little Jaxon now returned to his home in Michigan, God has a way for Grandmothers not to get so sad, being alone.  I started to think about the movie, “A Miracle on 34th Street.”

Little Susan Walker wanted nothing for Christmas except for her home to healed. She met a man at Macy’s and he carried great compassion to listen, another rare bird… He cared deeply for Susan and as the story ends, because of the man her home was healed.. I thought of George at our Macy’s and he being a Miracle to the healing of hearts, showing compassion for souls, making Heaven even more real by caring for another. A man named Kris Kringle made love more real to Susan by caring for her hurt soul at Christmas.  George made Heaven more real in the sun shine of a summer day.  God cares for mans soul to knoow Heaven and Satan cares for them not.  Thank God for people like George and Kris caring for another’s way to Heaven..

George and Me at Macy’s

There is only one thing greater than following the straight and narrow path, having a Magnificent Adventure and reaching the glorious destination.  What could it be?  It would be taking others with you.

“A Magnificent Adventure”

The Path Home

 

 

 

And Little Jaxon

 

 

I was not familiar with the depths of God’s Word or the powerful truths he taught.  Spiriitual war zones, battles of right and wrong, and the value of a human soul were unfamiliar to me.  For twenty-six years I trusted in good works to make God happy, and as I knealt in prayer, they had become as filthy rags.  What did God want?  I did not know heaven and hell were choices of mine alone and in repenting of my sin and asking Jesus to be my Savior, hell attached to my ship of life had to disengage itself from my soul  forever and heaven became eternal for me.

“A Magnificent Adventure” (Oracles of God’s Storms)