Every once in a while you run into a person who recognizes a problem, and solves it. This weekend at the call, there were a lot of these people, but the one that I will remember is that generous guy waiting in line.

Someone is always passing something out at these events. Usually it comes in the form of flyers, cheesy books, and cards for Christian resources. If I would have thought about it, I would have made some culturevschristian stuff and handed out.

Its not a bad thing to hand stuff out, but some of this stuff is ridiculous. One fellow was handing out a book about the end times. It was the story of one person being left behind and their loved ones going to heaven when Jesus comes back for the church. Its the same story we have been frightened by numerous authors who think they some special word from the lord.

This book was being handed out to Christians. It was a Christian event where Christians were praying all day long. I do not need evangelism at this point. I am pretty secure in my salvation. Everyone felt this way and those silly, unimaginative, books were quickly converted to fans. These books ended up in the trash cans.

But there was another man handing things out that hot morning in Nashville. He was generous and thoughtful. He recognized a need. He had two bags of fruit, watermelon and grapefruit, and was walking around to perfect strangers offering them a tasty snack. I chose the grapefruit. It was just right in that hot whether.

He did not try to convert me, tell me about my sin, or scare me into heaven. He ministered to my need.