Yesterday, I was taking my afternoon break from work. I wandered through the little park near my office, and on to a little bench that had WiFi reception from one of the little restaurants in the square. I was checking in with the world, see, and wanted to send a picture of some flowers to my wife.
That’s when Caleb showed up with his heavily highlighted Bible, and asked me if I had a few minutes to talk about Jesus.
I reckon the other folks around weren’t as engrossed in their smartphones as I was, so I was the better target? Maybe. I said, “sure,” interested in where this encounter was going to go. [Read more…]