Three conversations with men. One around their job, one around their family and one around their church.
None of them would profess to be spiritual
stereotypes. They have no Bible College background. They
have been small town boys. They live life as life comes.
I was refreshed. A breath of air steals into a room when you
least expect it. You don’t know where the wind is coming
from. Nor do you quite understand how it escapes.
But standing in the room, you know. You know life has replaced
staleness. You know movement that replaces rigidity. You
know the clarity of the unseen replacing the haziness of the seen.
Thanks for the opportunity to hear of life and decisions, directions
and deviations, the down and dirty of life — conversations that are
more than talk about the weather. I listened, I prayed, I
advised, I blessed — and I was blessed.
May your tribe increase!