I knew Gary wouldn’t mind. Even though we’d only met an hour earlier, he’d already shared so much. This final question would be a pleasing one to him. And the answer would mean much to me.
The first question had come easily. He’d exposed an obvious opening, reading his Bible as he waited for the food we were serving the homeless.
I asked, “So what are you reading?”
That was all it took.
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Do you have a favorite Bible verse? Why is it special to you?
- If he says so – Go fish
- A Pharisee? Me?