Praying Into Existence: A Reflection on a Conversation in Starbucks
Let me paint the picture for you. The year was 2013, it was around the beginning of April and I had just made a decision to move across the country to Colorado with a group of people that I barely knew. I had scheduled a meeting with Ernest Smith, the guy who would become the Pastor of the church we were moving out west to plant. I nervously walked into the Starbucks on Long Point Road and waiting anxiously for Ernest to arrive. I remember wearing my Georgia t-shirt because I knew Ernest was a fellow Bulldog fan and I wanted so bad to impress him. I guess I was scared of him rejecting me or something, I'm not sure. I'm sure I ordered some sort of macchiato because thats my go to drink at the 'Bucks. As I got my drink, I sat down and internally processed my decision and everything that it would mean. When Ernest arrived and sat down, I told him about how the Lord placed it on my heart to be a part of the move out to Colorado. He actually made a comment...