Airvangelism

Yesterday was amazing! His name is Tom. I met him on one of my many plane excursions. We had some great conversation about music & somehow that led to his visit to Chicago. He's from Houston (I lived in Houston for 5 years), but was visiting some friends in Chicago for what amounted to a weekend of partying. He was also reading a book that I was actually familiar with. It's a book called "Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas". They made a movie out of it a few years back. It's essentially an autobiography of a man on one long drug trip.

Then, the big question came. So what do you do? Oh man, things were going so well. Nine times out of ten, with guys like Tom, when I bring out the church card, the conversation turns a decidedly different direction...DEAD! However, by the grace of God, IT DIDN'T! I couldn't believe it, he continued dropping the F-bomb & every other four letter word in the book. I knew this conversation was not over. I don't know if it was our music connection, or just the fact that I didn't seem to look down on him. As far as he could tell, I was just another guy to hang out with. Except for the fact that I didn't drop the F-bomb & he was forced to sit next to me.

Anyway, Jesus was very comfortably weaved into the conversation on several levels. Yes, I did say comfortably. Should it really be like root canal surgery to share Christ? Everyone has a story. All in all I gotta say, for a day that consisted of running around ( and I do mean running) to catch three different planes, my divine intervention with Tom made it all worthwhile. Pray for him & for the Tom's of this world to find themselves forced to sit next to you. Whatever it takes!

Here's to Tom!