At a fast food restaurant. A group of churchgoers in their Sunday finest were given their food and ours as well. They realized it but said nothing.
"Think that's what they just learned in church?" my husband asked.
"Just eat it and shut up."
At the grocery store - the one where, annoyingly, there are no cart corrals. You must walk your cart back to the store (me) or leave it sitting in the middle of the lot so it can damage other people's cars (almost everyone else).
A parking lot evangelist. Quizzing shoppers on their salvation. Wanting to know what church I attend.
How much more highly would I have thought of his church, if he'd offered to return my cart for me instead of scurrying off to the next possible convert?