“I have become all things to all people, that by all means I might save some.” 1 Cor. 9:22b.
Holding my dinner tray of freshly cooked fast food, I finally found a seat at the GIANT window at SeaTac airport. I had a four-top table to myself, but figured maybe – unlikely – someone would come by to sit. The open concourse was jam packed with passengers in between flights. Seats at the giant window were at a premium.
I knew as soon as I saw him: be invitational. “Have a seat.” I moved my tray. He reluctantly, but gladly sat down. In my mind and heart was an SOS, “okay, Lord, it’s your conversation.” Raveit had just finished a job interview and was on his way home; I, too, was on my way home from work that Friday evening. He was likely to be offered the job, which would mean another move for his young family. He wondered about his family, his skills, and his decision. He initially appeared so much the opposite: confident, warm, assured. But somehow, with me the stranger, he was not. Continue Reading