Five Minutes

It was Wednesday evening in Geneva, Georgia. I had met a gentleman on the road who said he was a pastor and that they had a service at 7:00pm. We located the church and waited until 6:55pm but no one showed up at the little blue and white chapel. So we decided to see if we could quickly locate another church. After making two wrong turns, we ended up at the right place...Geneva Baptist Church.

We went in for the Bible study and on our way out heard some children fooling around in one of the rooms. As we made our way through the sanctuary, a young girl called out to me. "Sir! Sir!" I turned to see an eleven year old girl named Molly looking me square in the eye. "You blessed me today. I was in the gray pickup truck. Do you remember?"

"Was that you, Molly?" She nodded and smiled. Her innocence touched my heart. It was refreshing to see an eleven year old be eleven. I said, "I'd like to give you something, Molly. Come with me for a moment." She glanced at her grandma and we got the okay to go. We walked out to the RV and I gave her a Zacchaeus DVD and told her to enjoy some popcorn as she watched it. She was thrilled and ran off to show her friends and I was thrilled to see her reaction.

The whole encounter took lees than five minutes and yet when I think about it....it makes me smile.