This past weekend I was blessed to reconnect with someone I have always considered a standard in my life. I drove down to lansing with slight hesitation to meet up with a bunch of Michiganders at the very tasty Pizza House close to the campus of MSU. *Go Spartans.* Little did I realize my hesitation would be fully forgotten as the night flew by, and I found myself on my way home crying tears of awe on how God works.
I met this friend about 5 years ago at my cousin's wedding out in Las Vegas. (Heads up, my aunt and uncle are church planters out there. In case you had any slight thought on Vegas.) After dancing the very last song together at the reception, we continued staying in touch via the classic facebook and phone convos. Went to a wedding with him a couple years ago and enjoyed a bonfire at his family's house in lansing that year as well. I was blessed to have him as a tour guide when I visited Vegas two years ago, as we hiked in the mountains and enjoyed karaoking for hours on end during that visit as well.
After hardly talking at all for 2 years, I was humbled and blessed by a long phone conversation about a month ago as we caught up and discussed the ever challenging book, Radical by David Platt. (If you have not read it, I encourage it.) As well as life lessons and how God is working within our lives.
As for the pizza night, I sit here smiling as a ponder what all happened, between meeting some great people, catching up with a few people I hadn't seen in years and being humbled by the group of brothers and sisters in Christ living their lives in response to God's leading and calling. Sweet.
Driving home, I did in fact cry, I also just praised God through a grateful heart for blessing me with an incredible night. No expectations are a blessing.