I had a check that I needed split into several accounts and partly cashed, so, I just walked it into my local bank to do the splitting-up.
There was a guy in line with a cane and a big ball-cap covered in a JESUS slogan who was, in a friendly-but-socially-awkward way conducting a never ending conversation with the bank teller. He was talking about his wife who'd passed, and his health problems (had a cane).
He was talking to the bank teller about his giant coffee can of coins and how much he'd hate to roll them all but he wanted to cash them. In the time it took him to tell this story, he could have rolled half of them. Waiting in line, I interjected, "The store right across from us has a CoinStar that converts to Amazon Gift Cards." He said, "They don't give you 1-1 for your money." I said, "If you get a gift card, it does, and you can get anything you need on Amazon."
Sensing his chance, he bursts out, "Jesus gives me all I need! I don't need ANYTHING else but Jesus."
I didn't want to point out that he was lacking health, his wife, social skills, and any friends, because he is old and maybe clinging desperately to his delusions.
So instead I said, "Well, cash in all your coins for an Amazon Gift Card, then donate it to your church."
He literally throws up a hand and says, "I wouldn't go that far. I'll keep the gift card for myself."
He chuckles and repeats it, then ambles out the door, trying to assault one of the VPs with a new string of conversation about some other thing. (I wonder what it'll be like to be that bored again, where I'm not always in a hurry to get to the next family or work event on my schedule.)
I just find it so ironic that after feeling so "moved by the spirit" to proclaim boldly that Jesus gives him "all he needs" in correction to my assertion that you can buy anything you need on Amazon... he was completely unwilling to even consider donating the gift card to people who might need it more.
Since he needs the Amazon Gift Card so bad, I wonder exactly what it is that Jesus gives him. Maybe I should have asked, but, again, I try not to mess with the elderly. He's paid enough of a price, he doesn't need some atheist messing with his critical delusions.