today we (family) had lunch with our other family, the Howies. Hoovers: 4, Howies: 5 (+baby granddaughter)
we’re racially different, economically different, culturally different. but none of that matters to any of us. that’s what’s so cool! I know I’m white. Otis & family know’s they’re black. so what?
today was a celebration day and a day of family. today we celebrated the new job that Otis has landed. we have been praying for over a year for an opportunity like this and we’re all believing that we’ve seen our prayers answered. we prayed together, thanking God for what he’s done and is doing, and we “broke bread” together (it was more like feasting together).
It’s kind of cliché to say, but it’s the truth, that sometimes when you try to be a blessing/encouragement to someone, you’re the one that gets blessed/encouraged. this is so true of my relationship with Otis. I call to encourage him, check on him, see what I can pray for him about, and I see a grown man who’s struggling but keeps his eyes on the prize, keeps his eyes on his saviour, keeps his focus on what God has for him, no matter what. that’s not to say he doesn’t have moments where he feels like life is impossible, we all do, but those moments don’t dominate him, he dominates them through his relationship with Christ. He’s a man who has chosen to change his life around, at any cost, and serve Christ, at any cost. He left a lucrative lifestyle (one you just don’t walk away from) because it was the right thing to do.
We had a great server, Lee. Lee was at least in his late 30’s more like mid 40’s I’m guessing. Lee had an obvious Christian bracelet on, Otis did not. Otis asked Lee, “How can I pray for you?” – something he heard his pastor Dr. Poplin challenge the church with. Otis did it without hesitation, without any thought to how this might offend or embarrass Lee. Otis is genuine and will no doubt pray for Lee that he find a girl friend. I have to say that I will too. I was challenged today. I saw my friend reach out to a stranger in the name of Christ, where this guy was (a server at Golden Coral), and let this stranger know that another stranger cared about his life and his struggles.
God’s blessed me with a true friend and little does he know, a mentor.