The THRIFT Store!

One of my favorite past times with my Grandma is shopping at the THRIFT STORE! When I was younger I lived with her and every time she went out shopping I got to be the lucky one to go with her!
Thrift stores are like little treasure boxes with all kinds of goodies. But what I loved the most at this particular store was their “FUNNY MIRRORS”. You know, the ones that make you look super tall and skinny but then when you step closer you look like a round fat shorty! I could stand in front of those things for hours and be entertained.
As my Grandma would walk around looking, I would silently pray that we would walk past one of these mirrors so I could play for a second until she moved on to the next isle. Well one day my grandma was headed to the store, and sure enough I got to go with! I was SO excited and ready for a good laugh. When we got to the store I found the mirror of ALL mirrors and kept stepping back and forth, cracking up in LAUGHTER each time my body deformed in front of me! I was having a good time. Soon I realized that I have been laughing for a longer time than usual and I looked down the isle to see what my grandma was doing. She wasn’t there. So I looked down the next isle…NO GRANDMA! I tried to jump up to see if I could see her head over the clothes racks. No use, I was too short. So I knelt down and tried to see if I could see her feet. Nothing! I panicked a little. I WAS ONLY 5, what if she left me! What if I never saw my Grandma again!?!? A little DRAMATIC I know…but SHOOT I was scared! So, I tried to be brave. I walked over to a lady with a red vest on and told her I was lost. She asked me what my grandma’s name was. “I DON”T KNOW….her name is Grandma, what do mean what’s her name?” So she picked up a phone and over the intercom I heard her voice echo, “If you lost your granddaughter she’s at the front of the store. She’s wearing pink shorts, a flower shirt, and cowboy boots.” I waited. Did my grandma even know what I was wearing?! I waited some more. “She’s got black hair, she’s was playing by the mirrors. Did someone lose their kid?” You think she would have asked me my name and announced that also! GEEZ! Then finally I see this sweet old lady pop her head around a clothes rack. “Alyssa?” She looks behind her as if to see if I was behind her. “GRANDMA!!!!!” I ran over to her feeling a sense of relief and safety. But what the heck she didn’t even notice I was gone! That didn’t matter though, I was just SO excited to see her! Ever since that day I have a fear of thrift stores! I’m scared I’ll get lost!
As a missionary I have the wonderful opportunity to help those that are lost. Only in my case they don’t always know they need finding. When Christ taught about finding His lost sheep He meant ALL that are lost.
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