"Do you know how many people wear those shirts and don't live it?" That got my attention. In the check out at the local grocery holding a friendly chat with the checker, he paused to ask me this question. Let me back up a minute.
I am a regular at this store. A few weeks age a new person started working there; someone who "stood out" a bit; someone "different". This employee is very friendly and hard working-I can't complain; he does a great job and knows where to find everything. He's just unusual.
I went through his check out line a few times. we held simple conversation: did I find everything I needed, you found some great sale items, have a nice day, come back and see us again....just friendly chat. I made a point to thank him and tell him to have a blessed rest of the day.
When I got up this morning, I didn't put much thought into my clothing. Unwillingly, a trip to the store was needed for the items on my candy making list. Off I ventured, my mind on a million things, unaware of my clothing.