The Lord May Flip Tables And Crack Whips, But He Doesn’t Shoplift

I witnessed this exchange between a shabbily-dressed man and a cashier at a large convenience store.

Cashier: “May I see your ID, please?”

Customer: “What for?”

Cashier: “I’m required to ask for ID for all tobacco purchases.”

Customer: “I am the Lord! And the Lord doesn’t need to show ID!”

The man angrily rushes around the counter. The cashier backs away in fear, but the man isn’t interested in her. He grabs a canister of chewing tobacco and runs out of the store while the cashier yells something at him about shoplifting.

After the commotion, a little old lady in line pipes up to share her opinion.

Little Old Lady: “If the Lord needed to buy chewing tobacco — which I doubt — He would certainly be willing to show ID because that’s the law. I don’t think that man really is the Lord.”