|What really matters|
That sense of community and of family was very impressive. As I was finishing my lunch, a gentleman noticed that I had been sitting in the back and welcomed me to join in on the conversations. After about 3 minutes of introducing myself and saying how much I loved the community that I had encountered there, The gentleman asked me “You are a college kid right?” I said yes, I had attended college. And then he asked, “You are not from around here right?” Again, I said yes, that I was from Lagos, Nigeria. He looked very pleased with himself to have been able to decipher these 2 facts about me in 3 minutes. After a few more minutes, I bade a fond farewell and got back on the highway to my next destination.
As I drove back, past those vast fields, to New Orleans, Louisiana; I could not help but think about the scriptures found in Acts 4:13:
Now when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, and perceived that they were unlearned and ignorant men, they marveled; and they took knowledge of them, that they had been with Jesus.
Here, I had just had a short conversation with residents of Arkansas and what was perceived of me was that I was a college kid and that I was from another country. Not that, like the disciples, I had been with Jesus. My work, I know, is cut out for me. What then really matters? That I have the highest education and have traveled the cities of the world or simply or that I have been with Jesus?