Athens Georgia is a special place for me. One thing I love about it and miss on the weekends I am away is my church Classic City. I love this place with my whole heart. Here I have found joy that often moves me to tears. I love being in a congregation full of people my own age, people that I have come to know and love so dearly. But today there was a stranger and I believe he was an angel. That is what Kaltz leaned over and said to me during church and I think she was right.
Our angel’s name was Keith. He sat up top in the balcony. If you were down below, he was the random voice you would hear exclaiming halleluiahs, or woo-hooing, while the rest of us were merely saying amen or clapping. If you were up top, I'm sure he caught your eye too. People worship differently sometimes, so he stuck out. I liked how much he stuck out.
He had a seat but a lot of times I would see him migrating to different spots to sing or pray. I guess that’s where God was calling him. During the sermon I thought about writing him a letter and telling him that I appreciated how alive he was for Christ. Instead, as Kaltz and I were leaving we walked up the steps to greet him, to welcome him into the place we call home every Sunday morning.
And there he told us his story. But that’s the thing. It was all so vague. He didn’t know where he was headed, whether it be Colorado or somewhere in Georgia. But what he did know was that God’s word was what was going to lead him and he was entrusting all of himself to that.
I am well aware that God will provide for me and that he has created a life that will be wonderful and make me happy. But today I found myself challenged to give a little more. To do a few more extraordinary things to seek the Lord. Maybe right now I won’t pack my bags and go where he calls, but I pray that one day I will find that courage to fulfill the plans he has for me, even if it means exeeding my comfort zone.
On a dreary Sunday in Athens, I met a man who radiated. A man who on a journey for the Lord, showed me the power and satisfaction of following God's will. And for that, I am blessed.
This almost brought me to tears. Let's always help eachother strive to be like Keith.
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