Maybe One Day I'll Be Good Enough

Pocket Full of Quarters Journey 2015
Maybe One Day I'll Be Good Enough

Written In Maricopa, Arizona
By Cheryle M. Touchton
The Pocket Full of Quarters Lady


When we arrived at the checkout counter, Andrea had no customers. "How can I help you today my darlings? Did you find everything you needed?" she said.

"We did," I said. She rang up my purchases and since she didn't have any customers waiting except Kathy, I said, "May I give you a gift? Kathy is with me and she doesn't mind waiting for you to ring her up." I started to hand her a Gospel Bracelet and realized Kathy already had a bracelet out and was about to do the same thing.

"She already had one out for you," I said. "I'll let her give it to you."

"I want both of them," Andrea said, reaching her arms out. We laughed as we each tied one on a wrist.

We gave her the bracelet message and she nodded all the way through it. "It sounds like you have heard about Jesus before."

"I have," She said. "That is beautiful. I needed to hear that today."

"Do you go to church anywhere?" I asked.

"Not really. I work on Sundays." She stopped to greet the customer walking through the door with a cheery, "Hello my love. Let me know if I can help you."

"Do you know where you are going in the next life?"

"I'm working on that. I've done a lot of bad things but I'm finally living right. Maybe one day I'll be good enough to go to heaven. I've already been baptized." She greeted someone else entering the store.

"Andrea," I said. "We've all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. None of us are good enough for heaven. The Bible says our good works can't get us into heaven. Remember the white bead? The gift of God is eternal life. All who call on the name of Jesus will be saved. Can I lead you in a prayer calling on Jesus."

She reached out her hands for mine just as a customer walked up to check out. I stepped out of the way and let her check Kathy and another customer out. Another customer walked up and Kathy and I stepped to the side and waited. 3 more walked up.

I told Kathy, "Satan might as well stop sending so many people. We will wait as long as it takes to finish this conversation."

I prayed, "In the name of Jesus, I bind the enemy working against Andrea. Andrea belongs to Jesus."

No more customers walked up and we stepped back to the counter. Andrea immediately reached out her hands to mine and we prayed claiming belief in Jesus, confessing her sins and finally asking Jesus to be her Savior.

"Now where are you going in the next life?" I asked.

"I am going straight to heaven!"

Andrea lived near Kathy so Kathy invited her to the church that she attended when she was in town. Andrea gave us both a hug and we left.








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