One graduated from high school with me in 1988; the other graduated from that same high school in 2006.
One of them used to wonder why I carried my Bible to school; the other spent time in the youth group I lead learning how beautiful God's Word is.
One lives a lifestyle that is far, far from God; the other loves Jesus dearly and is letting his life be shaped by God.
One lives in wealth and comfort and takes exciting and extravagant holidays; the other lives on a shoestring while he attends school at Hillsong.
Both men are often on my heart when I pray.
My heart is heavy as I weep and plead for the soul of one man; I weep with joy when I see how Christ is shining through the life of the other.
How it is that two men from a little town in the middle of America end up in the same city on the other side of the planet is a mystery. Their paths may never actually cross, but I sure hope the first one is captured by God the way the second one has been.
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