Chance Encounter


Pulled into a gas station during twilight time
to sate my thristy Caddie sedan
Saw a woman holding a cigarette to her mouth
and three looseies in the other hand
She greeted me as if she knew me
and demurely told me it was her birthday
She looked like she was a tad over forty
with raven-black hair streaked with gray
So I gave her a little somethin' somethin'
as I exited the petrol store
She said she had fell on hard times
and could I be so kind as to give a little more
I told her that was all I had
But I offered some friendly advice
Told her that smoking wasn't good
and it could only shorten her life
Told her I once had the same addictions
until I met the Lord Jesus Christ
And how He gave my life new meaning
another chance to make it right
She nodded her head in agreement
acknowledged what I said was true
Then thanked me for my charity
and said politely, "God bless you"
As I drove away, I suddenly felt
a jolt of spiritual electricity
For I realized that I'd just met myself ---
that woman was the person I used to be

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