Monday, January 2, 2012
The other weekend my friends took a stranger into their home. An employee of a family friend, this stranger traverses the state by way of big rig truck. I learned the stranger had gone to school, studying to be a pastor and looking forward to the soon coming marriage with the fiance he had left at home. Unfortunately, the homecoming was a somber one as the stranger's fiance chose not to proceed with the wedding. What led up to the stranger's decision to become a trucker? A sense of loss perhaps, a loss of direction, a loss of purpose, a loss of love. However, perhaps now the stranger is truly free to be shaped by the hands of God. Maybe it is now, in his lonely travels, where the stranger's ministry has truly begun.