Isn't it funny...

...how everything happens for a reason? Tonight, one of my fellow classmates asked me to have dinner with him. He's a nice guy, (and very married, don't get excited) but sorta..well, talkative. The rest of our class was going to go someplace fun, have some wings and some drinks. I chose to stay back and dine with the talker. To be honest I was kinda dreading it. I thought, what are we going to talk about, we really don't have much in common.
Well, we ended up talking about our beliefs. He's a deacon in his church, and has very strong beliefs. He wasn't the...this is the way I think so you should think that way..kinda guy. However, he did offer to find a church for me to go to in the Muskegon area that was like the one that he attends.
It was a very interesting conversation. I found myself intrigued by what he belives and the scripture that he used to back it up. One of the things I found myself thinking was that I wasn't 'on fire' anymore, and I really miss being like that. I miss that oneness, and the feeling of the spirit coming over me. It's amazing to me that I've known how I've been struggling with this, and He brings someone for me to spend an evening with talking about him.
Neat huh?