At the supply house where I am employed, we are in the midst of changing our line of well pumps. I was given the responsibility to decide whose products we would carry. Usually, a manufacturer's rep will try to schedule an appointment around lunch, drive you to a fancy restaurant in a very expensive car, and try to win your business. Over a two-week period I've eaten some nice lunches and gotten to ride in about a quarter of a million dollars worth of automobiles.
This past Friday, the final rep came in around lunch and asked if he could take me to lunch. As we walked out the door, he asked, "Do you mind driving? My car is really packed with stuff." He drove a beautiful European car! I said, "Sure; if you don't mind riding in a beat up old pick-up truck." So I drove to the restaurant.
On the way back to the supply house, I opened the glove box and gave him a copy of The Stranger and a WorkBook for him to read with his family. He seemed very interested. After he left, I thought about what had just taken place. God really does work in ways we could easily miss. My beat-up old pick-up truck had something the fancy European car didn't. It had the Gospel in the glove box!
