This morning as I was going to the store I overheard a group of people talking about Jesus and the church they were going to, and deciding whether or not which church was right for them with the cashier in the store. I’m on a friendly basis with the employees of the store, they’re good people. Maybe it’s the fact that they have K-Love radio station blaring all day long in that store.
The piety of the customers and the cashier was obvious, but they were missing opportunity to show their piety because when I walked out the door a woman in her 60s driving an old Jeep Cherokee asked if I could buy her gas. I thought about it for a millisecond and said to myself, “Is this woman scamming me? Why should I help her?” Then I thought to myself, “Damn, this money is for the casino.” Which begs the question at that moment, “Have I become so selfish and self-centered that I cannot help this woman?” So, after arguing with myself I told the cashier to put $20 on the pump for her. She needed to get to OKC after being in the hospital because she was diabetic and had some problems.