Monday night – the 9th of November. Tonight I was talking with Jill and ended up reminiscing about Pastor Phyllis of Glory Outreach Assembly. I met her almost a year and a half ago as I was preparing to go with GlobalX to Kenya on a 410 Bridge lead trip. There were two moments of significant memory – well, more than that as it would turn out – but two that I’ll mention here.

Our team met Pastor Phyllis and Bishop David Thagana at Northpoint on a Sunday afternoon – and she had some free time that Wednesday night. We invited her to come and have dinner with the team and she graciously said “yes”. When asked what she’d like to have for dinner – she answered –

Food.

Stop and let that sink in. Not a snarky answer. No wise-guy twist. And honest, from the gut answer.

Food.

She went on to say that whatever was prepared for her – set in front of her – she would eat – and be grateful.

If you’re reading this – consider her answer deeply. She was happy with “food”. She was grateful that we were going to prepare and provide her with “food”. Not pizza – or a particular BRAND of pizza. Not a steak or a particular cut of steak – prepared medium rare and dry rubbed - - -

Food.

I long for that level of gratitude in my life. Than you God for showing me that in Pastor Phyllis. May the example you’ve born in her be in my heart – may it be MY response – for the rest of my life on this earth.

That's enough. The 2nd significant thing will have to wait. 10:43pm - time for this old man to hit the "hay"...