I was walking down the street one day, and waiting to cross the street.  A man in an electric wheelchair smoking a cigarette pulled up next to me.  We say hello.  He asks me if I’m a Christian, I say yes (which is not entirely true… but I was raised Christian, and believe it is important to try and treat others how you would like to be treated, and feel a connection with a higher power).  He comments on my sandals, I say I am hanging on to the last few days of summer.

He tells me he sees Christ in me.  I say “really?”  What the hell else do you say to that??

“Yes, I’m serious, I looked at you and immediately saw Christ in you.  No lie”

“Well, thank you”

“You’re welcome… God Bless!”  and the light changed and he took off. 

I just thought it was a nice thing to say to somebody.  And it made me feel like I at least looked like a nice person.  I don’t really know if Christ rides around in my body, but that’s cool.  It was like a scene in a movie… except I didn’t go on to live some meaningful and exciting life.  Just went home and ate a sandwich and felt good about myself for about an hour.