Of all of the days of the week, I expect the least of Monday, ministry-speaking. But God is a God of the unexpected. Apparently, He doesn't take Mondays off in Cleveland. :)
As we were throwing the frisbee, a kid on a bicycle came careening down the sidewalk, yelling "Ooh, me, throw me the frisbee!!!" I was thinking, 'If I throw this kid the frisbee, he's going to fall off of his bike, break an arm, and I'll get sued. I probably shouldn't do this.' And then I threw the frisbee. Well, he didn't fall off and break his arm, but he did get off of his bike and ask to play.
Jordan was his name, a smart and energetic third-grader. Ed was an older friend with him, a man who lives on his street. For about an hour, we played frisbee in the park and had a great and fun-filled time.
An hour after Jordan and Ed went their separate way, I was walking back from the store when I heard a "bang-bang-bang" on the window of the restaurant beside me. A bit startled, I turned and looked, and what do you know but there's Jordan sitting in the restaurant with his mom. I thought, good grief. You have to be kidding me!
So I went inside and we chatted for a good while. Once I explained what Stacy and I were doing for the summer, Jordan's Mom (Shawanna) became really excited and wanted to be a part. And so we found another person of peace; rather, a person of peace found us.
Only God can do crazy things like throw a person of peace our way on our day off. Praise be to Him!
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