“And we know that the Son of God is come, and hath given us an understanding, that we may know him that is true, and we are in him that is true, even in his Son Jesus Christ. This is the true God, and eternal life.” (1 John 5:20 KJV)
She was young and beautiful. Her long black hair flowed around her olive skin and past her waist. I looked at her nametag. “You have a very important name, Elizabeth.” She looked into my eyes and smiled. Her eyes were dark brown. They were carefully adorned with eye liner. They looked very charming. “Do you know who Elizabeth was in the Bible?”
“No, not really. Well, I have heard something about that.”
“Let me tell you about her. God chose her to carry John the Baptist in her womb. Do you know who he was?”
“No.”
“He was the one that God chose to tell the people to make straight the way for the coming of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. They were to repent of their sins and make their lives right before Him to enter heaven. Do you think that maybe you would like to know Jesus?”
“No, not really.”
She rang up the items I had put on the counter and placed them in the cart. She was not ready for salvation at that moment, but I knew not to give up. Jesus had put it in my heart to pursue after her soul.
“Okay. I will ask you again the next time I see you.”
Some weeks later I was at the same store. When I approached the cashier line, I noticed it was her at the counter. “Oh, hi, Elizabeth. It’s you. How are you? Do you remember me and what I shared with you?”
She took a quick glance and smiled. “Yes, I do.”
“I hope that you have thought about your name and why it is so meaningful.”
“Kind of.”
“Do you think that you may be ready to know Jesus?”
“No, I am not.”
“Well, you keep thinking about it. I will be praying for you.”
She placed the items in sacks and in a cart. “Thank you. I will ask you again the next time that I see you.”
She looked at me rather curiously and started to help the customer behind me.
A month later, I was at the same grocery store with my husband. He took the cart to the cashier counter and I began placing the items on it. When I looked at the cashier, she was wearing a mask. When I looked closer, I realized it was Elizabeth. “It’s good to see you again. How are you?”
“I’m okay.”
“How do you like wearing that mask?”
“I don’t like it at all.”
“Neither do I.”
I looked into her eyes. They looked worried and intense. “What do you think about the virus and all that is happening?”
“I don’t know what to think.” Her voice sounded unassured and nervous.
“Let me tell you, Elizabeth, all this is happening because Jesus is coming again. You must be ready. Do you think that you may be ready to believe in Jesus? He’s the Son of God. He loves you. You must make sure that you will go to heaven if anything happens. I think that you are ready to believe in Him. I can pray with you if you like.”
I looked behind me to see if any customers were there. We were alone. “There is no one around. We can pray now.”
She looked into my eyes. “Yes, I know that you are ready. Let’s pray.”
She stood very still as her eyes pierced into mine. She prayed very sweetly, believing in Jesus as her Saviour. She asked Him to forgive her sins at His cross, gave her life to Him for His glory, and thanked Him for His love for her.
“Elizabeth, you are now in God’s hands and you will be in heaven. ”I told her about a Bible app to start reading the Bible. She took careful note of it and thanked me with relief. She had received the truth. Her eyes were now gleaming. The Light had entered her heart. She was at peace.
“Abba, Father, her given birth name was what you used to help me talk to her about Your Son. And the situation with the coronavirus helped her to think about her decision to believe in Your Son. Jesus, You who alone are the Light, truth and peace were after her soul. Your Holy Spirit guided my footsteps to her cashier counter each time I went to that store. You never give up, Lord! A woman told me that I was like John the Baptist in the grocery stores. That made me laugh, Jesus! All glory, power, and honor to You, Son of God, our coming King!