It wasn’t about the food. Nor was it about the ambiance of the restaurant. Our purpose in being led to this place to eat was to connect with the waiter.

Zack was kind, witty, and a great host to us as we ate for the first time at this highly-recommended, Williamsburg, Virginia, restaurant. Something about him raised our awareness.

The evening meal was delicious ~ I have to admit. Even while eating what Zack had pre-advised, we were invited to come for breakfast as well. Come on now!…we’ve not even finished our dinner, and plans are already being made for the following morning’s meal? 

With a gleam in his eye and a warm invitation to order what he described as a breakfast we wouldn’t forget, he slipped us a coupon ~ just in case we decided to come in. By 9 AM, we sat with forks in hand, ready to order the second meal at this fine place. But our eyes were watching for Zack to appear.

As said, it wasn’t about the food…nor the ambiance. When Zack came over to our dining table, Holy Spirit said, “Ask him if he’s ever thought about the ministry.” He answered that he’d been asked this before, while admitting he was not a Christian.

The prompting still strong, I assured him I was not intending to embarrass him, but would be remiss if I didn’t tell him that God had His hand upon him. Zack said he wondered what he was to do with his life. I assured him that he would never know his purpose until he met the One who had made him.

He said, “My girlfriend is a Christian!” I exclaimed, “She’s been planted right smack dab in the middle of your life as a laborer to lead you to Him!”

I continued to encourage him that his genteel nature and kind heart revealed a pastoral heart. Zack replied, “I’ve been told that before.” His eyes never left ours as we poured into him for the next few moments. He was intent upon every word spoken over him. Something about the look on his face ~ the hunger in his soul ~ implied, “I wish we could talk more.” 

This was not about fine dining; it was about a young man being given a word of hope that he was ordained to be God’s man. Father, open his ears to hear Your voice calling.

Best breakfast ever! God was serving “orders from above.”

“I was hungry and you fed me. I was thirsty and you gave me a drink. I was homeless and you gave me a room. I was shivering and you gave me clothes. I was sick and you stopped to visit. I was in prison and you came to me.” [Matthew 25:35-36 The Message]