JESUS AT THE WALMART
At the local Walmart (some of us shop there)
a young woman was standing at the self-checkout
with a huge cart of groceries, sobbing her eyes
out. The store was crowded. No one
paid her any attention. I was passing on
my way out of the store, and I stopped.
She was distraught, her credit card, denied.
I asked how much -- happened to have cash
to pay her tab. She said, "You don't have to do that,"
and I said, " Oh Yes, I do." A Walmart employee
pitched in the few pennies I lacked, and I
left the store, marveling at the line of folks
that saw distress, and looked away.
Walmart, again, for a few purchases,
When it was time to pay, my wallet was left
on the seat of the car--a sometimes occurrence
in the absent-minded years. I asked the checker
to put my cart aside while I went to retrieve it.
She replied, "He wants to pay for you."
Turning around, "I faced a forty-something
behind me, and I said in astonishment,
"You don't have to do this." He, unsmiling,
serious-faced: "I know I don't have to do
this." "Hug!" I said, and put my arms
around him."You will get this back in spades,
you know. It's called Karma."
"Pay it forward..." he replied.
Random acts of kindness: Jesus
at the Walmart."