Today as I was having my food rung up at the grocery store, I was watching an elderly gentleman in the adjacent lane. He had a Veteran’s ball cap on. The two young men who were helping him were chatting with him and very patient as he dug for his change. When he was finished, the young man who bagged his food passed the full cart to him. Then I heard him say, “Thank you for your service,” as he shook his hand. I couldn’t hear what the elderly man had to say, but the handshake lasted a while and they looked intently at one another as the man responded. I was impressed with the sincere and respectful young men and thought the exchange between the two generations was beautiful.

I Found God today in a respectful young grocer.