A Near Miss

Our shopping carts crossed paths, in what pilots refer to as a “near miss”. We almost crashed somewhere in the produce section near the apples and oranges. I spoke a one-word apology and as we exchanged smiles I felt a definite electric tingle pass through me. She was not the typical Wal-Mart shopper…she was stunning. Tall and slender with a classic pixie hairdo and wearing a red and white floral print sundress that left no doubt she was female. She was a perfect picture and I surmised she had the power to jumpstart anyone’s imagination.

Dumbfounded, I continued to gather groceries…then spotted her in the poultry department, later on aisle 5 and finally at the far check out counter. All the time I am thinking I should say something clever or pay her a nice compliment. Fortunately, I could not think of one intelligent thing to say…other than “Duh….”

I worry that somewhere deep down inside my soul that it is the devil making eyes at me. But, on the other hand I get the same electric tingle when I see a shiny classic car…like a 57 Chevy with lots of chrome, a West Texas sunset or newborn puppies.

Thank you, Lord Jesus:

For all the beauty You have made.
For the price that You have paid.
For so much more than I deserve.
So, Lord, teach me how to serve.

Amen.