I got a call from my longtime best friend to meet her at Hardee’s—our regular meeting place—then shop the rest of the day. She decided she wanted some tomatoes.
We picked up her grandson, 4-year-old Luke. So to Chandler Mt. we went, and I believe that Luke was the smartest young boy I have ever been around.
He talked all the way there and back. He talked about things that some grown-ups probably don’t know.
He would say, “I bet you didn’t know I know that?”
And for some of it, I certainly didn’t know. Back to Hardee’s to get my truck.
By the end of the day my luck took a turn that could have been disastrous.
I went to Johnson’s to walk in and get a few things.
When I left for home, I got my groceries out of my cart, but – I left my purse in the shopping cart. As I walked in my door, my phone was ringing.
It was Johnson’s calling to tell me my purse had been turned in at the office.
So I went back to Johnson’s and got my purse that had been turned in by a very fine honest young boy that worked bagging groceries.
I inquired who he was. His name is Mark McKenzie.
As I was going out with my purse he was pushing in some carts.
He recognized my purse and started smiling.
I asked, ‘Are you Mark?”
He said, “Yes, I am.”
So I gave him a big hug and thanked him for being so honest.
I gave him a love gift that he didn’t want to take. But—I told him I insisted he take it, and thanked him again.
I will forever be thankful. We need more honest people like Mark.
My prayer is that God will bless him and he will never change.