The other day I saw a ''Honk if you love Jesus'' bumper sticker.
I was feeling particularly sassy that day because I had just come
from a thrilling choir performance followed by a thunderous
prayer meeting,
so I bought the sticker and put it on my bumper.

Boy, am I glad I did! What an uplifting experience that followed!
I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost
in thought about the Lord, and how good He is... and I didn't
notice that the light had changed. It is a good thing someone
else loves Jesus because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed!
I found that LOTS of people love Jesus! Why, while I was
sitting there, the guy behind me started honking like crazy,
and then he leaned out of his window and screamed,
''For the love of GOD! GO, GO!! Jesus Christ, GO!!''
What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus! Everyone
started honking! I just leaned out of my window and started
waving and smiling at all these loving people. I even honked
my horn a few times to share in the love! There must have been
a man from Florida back there because I heard him yelling something
about a ''sunny beach''... I saw another guy waving in
a funny way with only his middle finger stuck up in the air.
When I asked my teenage son what that meant, he said that it
was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something. Well, I've
never met anyone from Hawaii, so I leaned out the window and gave
him the good luck sign back. My son burst out laughing... why even
HE was enjoying this religious experience! A couple of the
people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got
out of their cars and started walking towards me. I bet they
wanted to pray or ask what church I attended, but this is when
I noticed the light had changed, so I waved one more time
to my loving brothers and sisters, grinning, and drove on
through the intersection. I noticed I was the only car that got
through the intersection before the light changed again and I felt
kind of sad that I had to leave them all after all the love we
had shared, so I slowed the car down, leaned out of the window
and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign one more time as
I drove away. Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks.