Church.
This time I was eating black bean soup and
Poring over the paper when a
Woman approached my table.
Nearly 20 years ago her son and
Daughter were in my preschool class.
With a few prompts I remembered her.
"What are you doing these days?" she asked.
"I'm an evangelist," I announced with a grin and
Handed her my tracts and a bracelet.
After chatting awhile I told her,
"You're my divine appointment for the day."
"I'm moved to tears," she said, and then
Added, "We're looking for a church."
"Great! Come to mine!."
"I will," she said, "When are the services?"
I gave her the times and we said good-by.
Was the mom sincere?
Will she really show up?
I don't know.
But I'll look for her on Sunday.