I'm Just Waiting For My Friend

One of the things that has intrigued me about this trip is the people that we encounter. On Friday, we were driving through the Snowy Mountains, which are also known as the Australian Alps. Believe it or not, it was down to 41 degrees, from a high of 49 degrees. Got you! You're thinking Fahrenheit again, weren't you? Yes, it was nearly 120 degrees Fahrenheit as we went into the Snowy Mountains. In case you are wondering, there was no snow. Just in case. I know that some of you were actually wondering. Anyway, we stopped in a park to eat our delicious pizza from Eagle Boys. Doesn't that sound tasty?!!! After finishing our pizza, I noticed a guy about 30 years old just sitting in the middle of the park. He was doing absolutely nothing. So I went over to him and asked him a question about a tragic event that had occurred the day before in Melbourne. I then asked him whether he was from this part of Australia. "No, I'm just waiting for my friend. He said that he would be here about 40 minutes ago." After a few minutes of talking, I asked him a spiritual question. Immediately, he got up to leave. But then he said, "I was baptized three years ago." We then talked for a couple more minutes before we parted ways. Did God have him waiting in the park for a reason? I don't know, but he went home with something to think about.