Grandma is eighty-eight years old and still drives her own car. She 
 
writes: 
 
 
Dear Grand-daughter, 
 
The other day I went up to our local Christian book store and 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! 
 
While I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, 
and then he leaned out of his window and screamed, 'For the love of 
God!' 
 
'Go! Go! Go! Jesus Christ, GO!' 
 
What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus! 
 
Everyone started honking! 
 
I just leaned out my window and started waving and smiling at all those 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. 
 
I asked my young teenage grandson in the back seat what that meant. 
 
He said it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something. 
 
Well, I have never met anyone from Hawaii , so I leaned out the window and gave 
him the good luck sign right back. 
 
My grandson 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, grinning, I waved at all my brothers and sisters, and drove on 
through the intersection. 
 
I noticed that I was the only car that got through the intersection 
before the light changed again and felt kind of sad that I had to leave 
them after all the love we had shared. 
 
So I slowed the car down, leaned out the window and gave them all the Hawaiian 
good luck sign one last time as I drove away. Praise the Lord for such wonderful 
folks!! 
 
Will write again soon, 
 
Love, Grandma