It wasn't yet 7:00 this morning as I was getting my coffee at Quik-Trip when the customer ahead of me handed the clerk $2 for gasoline. Two. Dollars.
This one, maybe in his mid-50s, was dressed for labor it appeared. Two dollars would not even purchase a whole gallon.
I paid for my coffee and headed directly out to pump #9. I carefully approached the man as it was just hinting that daylight was in the mix. I handed him a five dollar bill and encouraged him to get just a bit more fuel. He was humbly gracious.
I am so much more blessed than so many. I'm pumped the first thing this morning, of all places, at gas pump #9 at Quik-Trip! The whole world needs our encouragement.
What I like about so many of you is that you do similar things repeatedly day after day. May we be a nation of God that lives this glorious day....pumped!
May. We. See. The. People.
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