kroger parking lot

So the story continues....135 kids at a lock-in at church..and we run out of pop about 1:00 am...so i took off for Kroger..not a soul in the parking lot...i went inside...every time I rounded a corner with my shopping cart I would run into an older gentleman...nice looking with gray hair...we would laugh about being the only people out...when it was time to check-out he was behind me in line...

The cashier asked what I was doing with so much pop to which I replied...all the kids at church, come out and join us...the older man was behind me in line and he laughed and talked about having so many kids he couldn't count them and so many grandchildren, too many to count...to all of this the cashier and I had several smart remarks. He told me to wait and he would help me out...

He had credit card issues so I went on to my car...as I was loading my car with soda he came and we talked...he said "I've never been to a church only once, because I am Jewish.  I go to synagogue, he said.  We talked about how Christianity is based on Judaism and he told me "you have been blessed for the good deeds you do".   He talked about being Jewish and as he left me he said words over me that were in a foreign language...I laughed and said " I hope that was good" to which he replied "you've been given a Jewish blessing" Of all of those words I only remembered something that sounded like Marakesh...

He got into a beat-up blue pickup truck with a large air conditioner in the back end...I looked to see where he was from and there was no license on the truck.  He was parked right beside me. 

I thought no more about the encounter until Sunday at church.  Our Sunday school lesson talked about Abraham who was given the promise of so many children he would not be able to count them.  This is when the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.  Later at service Greg's sermon talked about Jesus being a good Jewish boy to which I stopped and wondered, could it be?  Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.  In my darkest moments God was with me.  Physically he was with me..he was telling me...I am here.  I truly believe that night I met God face to face.  Tomorrow more on that Jewish blessing.

the letter

OK...so i have to share with you...i have struggled about posting the letter I received last year around the first of January 2010...but I felt you needed to know where I was coming from...the mind set I was in...it was an awful letter that talked about what a horrible person I was...how there were two faces to Ms. Kim...the face at church loving and kind and the nasty, mean person I was outside of church, who talked about my ex husband Mark like a scumbag...how I was turning the young people at church away from God..i quote"the nasty words of hate and anger pouring from your mouth.  Your hatred is becoming well known"....it crushed me...first the betrayal of my husband and now the betrayal of  my church.  I can laugh now ....but then it made me physically sick...i threw up after reading it...it was hand written with no signature (of course) and no return address (of course)...with a clearer mind now I realize there were only about five people at church that even knew my situation...and I knew I had the love and support of those people...there are still some people at church that don't even know I got divorced...
You know how this blog is about those God moments...I just got ready to post the letter and it wouldn't attach...no matter how I tried to save it or attach it...I save it because I do read it every now and then...I gauge myself against it to make sure I am none of the things it says I am..this entire blog is about God moments...and since I struggled with posting this letter...I think I am being told STOP...just know the next part of this story is based on how low I was at this point in  my life...the letter came on Thursday night and on Friday night there was a middle school overnight at church I was working.  i really didn't feel like being around ANYONE let alone 130 middle school kids!!