A quick story about the time I met Jesus

Hello, friends!

Welcome to yet another post on Chris Lackie – The Blog!

I haven’t posted anything in a while, so I thought I would take a moment and tell you a quick little story about the time I met the world’s most well known carpenter. Sorry, I’m not talking about Nick Offerman. Although it would be really cool to meet him. No, I am of course talking about Jesus Christ.

Now, I didn’t meet Mr. Christ in a church, or in a dream, or on a piece of toast. No, I met him where you would most expect to meet the son of God: On a city bus.

It was just before Christmas in 2008. I had just finished work for the day and was heading home. As I recall, I was especially bushed. I don’t know about you, but I always feel more tired than usual when I’m leaving work at 5:00 PM and it’s already been dark for two hours.

I’m embarrassed to say that when I met him (or Him, rather) I initially didn’t realize I was in the presence of one of the Holy Trinity. You would think that it would have been obvious, seeing as I was conversing with someone who has one of the most recognizable faces in the world, but as it turns out He really does work in mysterious ways.

So there I am on the bus, minding my own business, when an older woman with deep creases around her mouth and eyes, and a thick mane of black and silver hair said to me, “Excuse me, sir. Can I give you a Christmas present?”

“Sure,” I smiled. Nothing gets rid of the winter blues like a gift.

“Here you go,” the older woman said as she handed me a card in a white envelope, and three green candles.

“Thank you,” I replied. At the next stop the woman gave me a quick smile and proceeded to get off the bus. The grin I had developed remained on my face for the rest of my trip back home. When I got back to my apartment I opened up the card the nice woman gave to me. The front of the card featured a great big picture of Santa Claus. I opened the card, and it said:

Dear Friend,

Merry Christmas! Let’s get together!

Love, Jesus

Crazy, right? Jesus gave me a Christmas card! I mean, it’s kind of weird that it had a picture of Santa on it (I didn’t think He would be into that sort of thing), but whatever, it’s cool! And, it made me feel a little bit happier than I would have been otherwise.

And thus went my brief encounter with the Almighty. There was no miracle to be had. Only a simple act of kindness.



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