Diner

I’d heard of his ministry and chanced to see him at the diner. I asked if I might sit for a few. He nodded and went about his lunch. Folks told me he wasn’t a talker and that proved true. He finished his plate and I asked about his ministry. He said, “I’ve spent the better part of my life trailing after lost men, guys on the wrong road and headed for trouble with a capital T.” I asked why. He said, “Someone’s got to carry a candle lest these men fall entirely into the dark.” I never forgot that.

Photo by Zach Dalzell