I like to strike up conversations when I’m out. A while ago I was at the grocery store in the produce department. Specifically, I was picking up some parsley. I had it in my basket when a man caught my attention. He was a little over sixty, wearing worn bib overalls that had seen better days. What surprised me was he was looking at bunches of collard greens with real scrutiny, picking up one and then another. Finally, he had the right one and put it in his cart. Now this man did not look like the typical healthy eater. With a big smile “in hand” I nudged him and said, “Are you really going to eat that stuff?”
With an even bigger smile, he said, “No way! They’re fer my guinea pigs at home.”
I laughed and then confessed, “Well that’s what my parsley’s for too!”Â You can’t judge a book by it’s cover. Never in all my life would I have assumed that man had guinea pigs. He was probably thinking the same thing about me.
“But the LORD said unto Samuel, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the LORD seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart” (1 Samuel 16:7)