Opportunities Part 2: Chris

I had this friend named Chris.  Chris was shorter and had a goatee.

It was funny, Chris and I didn't meet until college but we had a past.  He went on a date with a girl the night after I took her to prom.  Guess I wasn't exactly what she was looking for.  Well enough of that.

Chris would hang out with my other friend Shaun and I all the time.  In class, he would talk to much and get us all in trouble.  Out of class we would goof around on campus while hanging out in the student lounge. He would watch as Shaun and I played ping-pong like Forest Gump.  Ok so maybe not that good.  Close though.

We would talk to Chris about Jesus.  I had just really began my journey with God only months before.  He didn't mind talking about it, but he kept it at that.  You know, like when someone picks up interest in a TV show or sport or whatever but they never really pursue it.  They just talk and leave it at that.  That was Chris, cool with the Jesus thing, but no interest in pursuing what it was all about.  Kinda like looking in the mirror and seeing you missed a spot shaving, and not really caring.

So anyways life goes on right?  After our couple years of adveture together, we all headed our spereate directions.  I foolishly followed this cute girl I had a crush on over to Central Michigan.  Chris moved from Manistee to Traverse City. 

It wasn't until I was graduated and moved back to Scottville years later when I saw him again.  Of all the places our meeting happened in the wonderful Family Video rental.  Like most people who haven't seen each other in years, we exchanged the typical words like "hey" and "I've been up to..."  I told him I was married to that cute girl I followed to Central.  He told me I was out of my mind.  Different life desires I guess. 

We exchanged cell phone numbers and each went our own way.

It was about a week or so later that God started to speak to me.  He said simply,  "Call Chris."
Being newly married and working tons of hours, I told God I didn't have the time.  Too busy.  I have a wife to please.  I've got stuff to do.  I like time. 

Wait, wait.  I like my time.

But it kept coming for a couple days, "Call Chris.  Call Chris."

And then it was gone.

The goat. 

Chris. 

Opportunities.