A conversation with a stranger that lasted less than five minutes was the highlight of my week. I was returning a rental car and the sales guy noticed I’d preset the station to SPIRIT. ‘My mom listens to that one,’ he said.
This 20-something guy then proceeded to open up a bit about how he’d grown up in a faith-filled home, but once college came around, he’d opted more for late Saturday nights with friends than early Sunday mornings at church.
‘I guess I just kinda fell away,’ he continued. He looked at the ground as he talked, probably waiting for me to offer a cliche or some advice, but instead I said: ‘You know, that’s my story, too.’ He looked up.
I proceeded to share the two-minute version of how my knees hit the dormroom floor around age 22 and I prayed through tears ‘Lord, I want to come back to You!’ and searched out the music on SPIRIT to help me reconnect. That was the end of our conversation because another customer was waiting. As I drove away, I thanked God for that five minutes.
Be reminded today: There is always time to share your faith journey. Someone else might say: ‘Me too.’