So, I had a nice long car ride to myself today. And I started thinking of The Pizza Guy.
Last week sometime, the last time I had cash and a growling stomach at the same time, I ordered some pizza. It showed up (and earlier than predicted, might I add), and I went down to pay The Pizza Guy. Oh my goodness. He looked so incredibly sad. I tipped him $5 just because I felt like he was probably at the end of the kind of day that makes you want to just sleep and not wake up.
I mean, come on. He's a Pizza Guy. Not only is he a Pizza Guy, but he's Pizza Guy in a college town where the college specifically endorses his Pizza Place. And college kids are probably always stiffing him, he's probably always waiting around in the rain.
I just wanted to hug the guy. He just looked so sad.
Today, I was thinking more about The Pizza Guy than I had that night, and I realized that everyone is so sad. It comes out so differently for different people. I just couldn't help realize today how badly the world needs Jesus.
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