This is a trippy story no one knows about but me and God, and now you fine folks.
When I was 12 to 13, I used to collect comic books. There was a comic book vendor in our town, named Ron, that I frequented and spent a lot of my allowance at. Here's what a rotten kid I was - when the owner wasn't there, and this older dude was running it, I would switch price tags. I did it a couple times and got something like a 30 dollar and 20 dollar comic books for 2 to 3 bucks. Yes, I was THAT bad as a kid. My Mother would be horrified
. I carried that guilt into my adult-hood even though I had given the comic books away years after he closed shop.
As an adult and saved, I knew God had forgiven me, but I still felt guilty for what I had done. The man and his family who ran it were/are really nice people. (which doesn't make a difference - even if they weren't, it still wouldn't give me a right to steal like that)
Anyways, to the point of this.
Nearly 35 years later, I was having a yard sale and he and his wife showed up ! With a desire to compensate him still, but not knowing how to go about it, God made the way for me. Ron was interested in a bunch of record albums I had (about 200 albums), worth roughly 40 to 50 bucks to me. We chatted a bit about random stuff, and he asked me how much for the LPs - I told him just take them. He said "really ? are you sure ?" And I said They're yours. He was quite pleased to have them.
Now, I realize that this is obviously not a perfect compensation. I also realize I did not do this for salvation, but rather because of salvation - because of what God has done for me. It all seems like not much of a big deal, but that day I was relieved of a guilt I'd been carrying for 30+ years, and now felt as though I could put it behind me.
So there's your story of the day - haha !