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 105.3 FM. ‘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 105.3 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.’