Hurrying out of Hardee's

This morning in church Marvin Y. told about a memorable event last week during their family's trip home from a relative's wedding in Pennsylvania. They stopped in East St. Louis to refuel, and their son Justin led the way to a Hardee's restaurant across the street. The rest of the family followed.

When Justin stepped inside the restaurant, it was empty, except for one person, who was leaning over a counter, with his back toward the door. Strangely, he was leaning so far over that his feet hung suspended in the air. What was happening became clear to Justin when he saw a pistol lying on the counter, and the figure on the counter began struggling to right himself, while hanging on to a cash register he had just been able to reach.

Justin exited hastily and quietly, and hurried the rest of the family ahead of him back across the street. Within an instant, the man with the cash register emerged from the building and got into a vehicle and spun out of the parking lot and down the street into the dark. He apparently never saw or heard Justin.

Marvin thanked the Lord publicly for Justin's and the rest of the family's protection. All of us who heard the story echoed his thanks.