I’m sitting in Chick-fil-a because they offer free wi-fi. Squirreled away in the corner, I’m quietly enjoying my lemonade, my chicken sandwich and my uniquely cut waffle fries. I have to confess that I’ve been here for far too long.
At about 9:30, a group of men came in and they have also chosen to squirrel away in the back of the store in the cheap seats – next to the rest rooms. I can just tell by looking at them that they are here to meet as either a Bible Study or as an accountability group. I don’t have to wait long to confirm that my assumption is indeed correct. They are here to learn and to grow. As I glance over, I can see that each man is wearing the iconic gold band on the third finger of their left hands. This makes me happy.
After such a disappointing day last weekend, I am uplifted and encouraged by this group. I am encouraged because I can’t help but hear the conversations going on. I can hear them encouraging each other. I hear them admonishing one another. I hear them holding each other accountable. I am uplifted because these are men with families – at least with wives and they have set aside time in their week to make sure that their hearts are right. All is not lost in the world.
I don’t know these guys. I don’t know if they are being sincere. But in any case, I hear them talking openly about God. They are discussing scripture within earshot of other patrons. They are praying together. They are not being ostentatious with their relationships, but they are not shirking away from the public, either. They probably don’t know that what they are sharing with each other has inadvertantly served to be an encouragement to me. I get the impression that this is a weekly pursuit. I wonder how many others have been affected by their obedience? These guys are just going about their normal routine, and God is using them to minister to me. Isn’t it amazing the way that God works?