The Holy Spirit, a New Hat, and Three Screaming Saudi Arabians

So.

Sharing on Saturday night.

Epic.

Let me explain. So it all starts with a call to be creative. This week's scheduled sharing time was on the verge of a rain out, so we all decided to be creative - go to the mall, inside places, Walmart, just whatever.

Be creative.

Yup.

So Johnny Packs (in a Boston accent - and short for Parkinson) and I went to Coastal Edge, a surf shop. I needed to buy a hat, so we figured why not be creative there.

So we start talking to a guy who works there about hats. We are getting to know him, trying to think about transitioning into spiritual stuff, but then the ultimate distraction hits him...

Pretty girl co-worker.

So there he goes. We get over it and start to talk to another guy who doesn't seem interested in us at all, but he finds me a solid hat and we start over toward the cash register. I ask him a little bit about his life and he opens up right away, talking about his parent's divorce and such. I sympathized and told him that hard times had befallen my family at one point too.

Then I said, "And I know this sounds kind of weird, but the only reason my family is still a family is because of Jesus."

He then proceeds to show us a tattoo of a fist on his leg that has trees coming up out of the knuckles and a waterfall from the thumb. It was sweet.

So we got his number and are gonna hang out and meet his brother and stuff like that.

Next we ran in to Jeff (distracted guy) on the way out. He was on his way to Wendy's, so we naturally got ourselves an invite and go to know him a little more. Short story is, we got his number too, gave him a Knowing God Personally and I think we really made some kind of an impact.

Then we headed to the boardwalk. We talked to some dude, and it was good. His name was out of the game Zelda - no joke - and it was short and sweet.

Then it happened. As we were walking back, we realized that a four-person family bike screamed past us at breakneck speeds and was screaming for us to get on the bike with them.

If that is not a divine appointment, I have no idea what is...

So of course we ran after it, jumped on while it was moving, started pedaling, and met our three new Saudi Arabian friends.

The short version (because the library is closing in 6 minutes) is that we spent the next hour with them, chatting, biking, and hanging out, took a bunch of pictures, exchanged phone numbers, and made some really good new friends.

We are SUPER pumped about getting to know them better and keeping this relationship up.

Anyway, the Holy Spirit is wonderful. So outstandingly beyond our explanation. Listen to Him. He knows what He is doing.