Blessed (again)…
So, I take my bible back to work the next day because I refuse to be intimidated or affraid. Anyway, my bible ends up looking like this.
Then I pull it out of the garbage can again and set it on the table. After a while I feel like God is telling me, “Go put a note on it.” So I wrote a note and placed it on top of my disheaveled book. It simply says, “I forgive you”
I’m not sure if the guy got the note but when I came back for my bible at the end of the shift it wasn’t in the garbage.
Just in case he didn’t get it I stopped some guys in the parking lot (one guy who I thought might have done it) and I asked them, “you guys wouldn’t know who keeps destroying my book would you?” They said, “No man, but that’s really F’d up.” So I said, “Well, if you find out will you give them this note?” I handed them the previous note and said thanks.
One of the guys says, “I love you man.” Maybe he is a believer, or he was just sudenly touched by the note, I don’t know but I told him back.
so that’s the story of yesterday at FEDEX.
-jer