My mouth was dry like it’d been stuffed full of cotton balls. Sweat cascaded down my face. I didn’t know what to do my feet wanted to run but my heart told me to remain. For
the first time in my life I didn’t know what to say.
“God,” I whispered. “Please grant me wings to fly away.”
“Fine you win,” I muttered. “At least tell me you want me to stay.”
The tall, brunette woman standing in front of me couldn’t decide whether I was crazy or stupid.
“Talking to your God again,” she muttered. “He’s probably been disconnected. He’s never answered my prayers.”
I asked, “Have to spoken to Him recently, Rebecca.”
“No,” she insisted. “He doesn’t care about me or anything I have to say.”
She sniffled, “Why would you care? I’m just a complete stranger.”
“I do care,” I said. “And so does God. It doesn’t matter who you are, where you’ve been but it does matter where you go.”
“What do you mean, where I go,” she gasped.
“Life has many choices,” I offered. “But eternity only has two.”
“So what does your God have to offer me,” she sneered. “Does he offer a get out of hell free pass? Or maybe he offers some angel wings, a golden halo, a harp and fluffy white cloud?”
“No,” I said. “His Son Jesus Christ paid the price through his death on Calvary’s cross.”
She nodded, “I’m supposed to believe this, why?”
“For God so loved the world that he gave His one and only Son,” I continued “that he gave His only Begotten Son that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.-John 3:16.”
“How pathetic that you have to quote some old book,” she scoffed. “You can’t even explain your religion to me in your own words.”
She said.” I’m done wasting my time hearing your pathetic excuses. Why don’t we talk again after you’ve had your head reexamined?”
I stuttered, “I am.....not....” Then suddenly as if the light switch had been flipped a God-given idea occurred to me.
“Wait,” I yelled. “I have a challenge for you. Will you at least here my idea?”
She pointed to her watch. “You’ve got two minutes.”
“Why don’t you put God to a test,” I smiled.
Her interest piqued. “What do you propose?”
“I want you to challenge God,” I continued. “No matter how outlandish, cynical or simple your suggestion or challenge.”
She smirked, “I’ll believe he exists when cows fly.”
“Flying cows,” I muttered.
“Yes, flying cows,” she snickered. “How challenged is your God now?”
Her footsteps echoed in the empty hall way and she was gone. Slowly I sunk to the floor wondering how badly I’d ruined a God-given opportunity to share my faith.
“God, I’m sorry,” I whispered tears cascading down my face. “Forgive me. I’ve ruined the first opportunity I had to share my faith. I’ve failed you and I’ve failed her.”
Apparently, God did not see this is as missed opportunity but rather a creative challenge. He nudged my heart; he caressed my soul and filled me with his peace. I was filled with a sense of urgency as I fell to my knees and prayed for Rebecca.
“God, I don’t know what you have in mind,” I asked. “But no matter the circumstances please teach me how to fully trust in you.”
The next morning bleary eyes and yawning I was awaked to a loud pounding at my apartment door. I gazed over to the night stand and to the blinking red numbers reading 7:15AM.
As I unlocked the door in front of me stood Rebecca. Tears flowed freely from her eyes; her hair was soaking wet and her face was a reflection of utter dismay.
In her hand she held a newspaper, the headline read:
Flying Cows “spotted” over the Atlantic Ocean
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, no it’s cows on a plane. English Entrepreneur
Russell Siegel is the first rancher to ever attempt flying cattle first class with moooooing success.
I stared at the newspaper article unaware of whether I was supposed to laugh or cry. My arms wrapped tightly around her in a reassuring embrace.
“I’m ready to listen,” she whispered. “I want to hear more about your faith and your Jesus.”
“Thank you Lord,” I whispered.
I never encountered any more flying cows but I encountered another lost soul soaring into her Savior’s arms.
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