I guess if I could pick something out of the summer that really hit me other than the 2 week stint of making $1,000 take home pay it would have to be my final day of work this last Friday. The individuals of Heiberger Paving were the most high quality people, most holding numerous criminal records w/jail time, drug and alcohol addictions and mouths so filthy they would make Lil Wayne look like Joe Jonas. Let's just say it's been a trip.
So my final day I was working with some individuals at a local High School resurfacing a tennis court, and one of the guys just got on my nerves. He couldn't hardly talk, was drinking all day long, yelled at me all the time and basically rolled his eyes at me like I was the most useless person on the planet. He was just a grumpy old strung out guy. I about lost it and made a little gesture that I'm sure he probably caught. I am not proud of it and felt bad and extremely awkward as I realized I would have to drive him back to the shop (suspended license, another thing most people had). As we geared up for our drive back home I actually prayed and said "God, please let this go by quick and not be awkward I can't stand this guy at all."
God answered my prayer.
But he made it a bit better.
It started when I called my Dad to tell him I was on my way home I mentioned something about the soon to be done tattoo. I hung up the phone and he asked me (drunk btw but still) "What's your tattoo?" I explained it to him, feeling kind of weird that he'd tell me it was stupid cause it's about God.
No.
"So you religious?"
"Yeah I'm a Christian."
That single question opened up the door for a 30 minute conversation about God, religion, and other things.
Now I understood that he was very firm in not caring about God or religion at all, and nothing was going to change his mind, but the opportunity to plant the seed was there and I got to take it. It's funny how God can take situations like that and make them into such a goldmine of opportunity to share the love of Jesus.
It was a great summer.
~B
