Today I took the car over to the local car wash to get a good cleaning. It was a beautiful day, so I waited outside as the workers washed it inside and out. As I sat on the bench, I gave my sister a call. We talked about times we might be able to get together in the upcoming weeks. As I was talking, an older gentleman sat down on the other end of the bench. My sister and I were discussing a particular weekend, and I said that I needed to be at the church to help with a spaghetti supper. After we hung up, the man asked what church I went to. I told him and we started talking. He worked for an organization that went into remote places of the world, taught the people how to read, told them about Jesus Christ, and then provided them with Bibles. He said they would first learn how to communicate with the natives and help them to create an alphabet if necessary. Then the linguists would work at translating the Bible into a language that the people would understand. It was fascinating. We also talked about family, struggles, and faith. It was really interesting to talk so comfortably with a total stranger. I am sure it was because we shared a common faith and understanding of life in general.

I Found God today in the conversation and work of a complete stranger.