Stop Saying You’re Fine

It was my second visit to the small Odessa, Texas store. My husband and I were visiting his family and I remembered loving the knick knacks and cute decorations in the store. I was anxious to get back to the shop and find something for the house.

I followed my mother-in-law through the glass doors, catching up with her, when a young woman, an employee, in a T-shirt and jeans looked up from the counter.

“How are you guys?” she asked, smiling.

“Doing great,” my mother-in-law said. “How are you?”

She didn’t hesitate: “Blessed and highly favored,” she said.

It sounded strange to me at first. Then I found it awesome. Here’s why:

Find out why here.

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