A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Bison

Some background before the story:

I’ve been thinking about who I can reach out to this semester, and I’ve been drawing a blank. No one came to mind. In essence, I had a question. Yesterday, God answered.

I was in the Caf getting takeout to eat lunch in the Bison. A former classmate got up from his table and came up to me. This was our conversation:

Him: “Hey David.”
Me: (surprised) “Oh, hey Foster!”
Him: “How was your break?”
Me: “It was good. What about you?”
Him: “Not bad. Can’t complain.”

I would’ve kept talking, but he slowly drifted away back to his table of friends. For seeing him for only 15 seconds, he seemed bummed and gloomy.

No big deal, right?

Not really. The more I think about it, the stranger it is. We sat next to each other in class and didn’t speak until about halfway through the semester (I was really shy and quiet in this class and only in this class; no idea why). We occasionally made jokes and small talk. Never hung out outside class. The first time in class he called me by my name, I was surprised he knew it.

Therefore, I was caught off guard when he approached me like that yesterday. I guess a little love goes a long way. It never came across my mind that I would have any impact or lasting effect on this kid. I thought we would go our separate ways after class.

However, I feel like God is calling me to reach out to him, if only being a nice friendly face. That’s cool. I’m excited to see where this leads. Hopefully I’ll have updates on the matter. Finally something blog-worthy in my life!

Thanks for GPT!

I want to give a shoutout to J.C. for protecting my boy Garyn on his mission trip to Haiti last week.

If you've turned on the news today, you know about the 7.0 earthquake in Haiti that killed thousands of people and wreaked serious havoc.

I'm thankful for Garyn's trip and the awesome experience he had. But I'm especially thankful he's back safe in the good ol' US of A.

Pray for Haiti!