I want to tell you a story today about a trip that I took in Chicago on the train that's

called the L. Anybody ever been on the L before?

I am from Oklahoma where Uber is not nearly as exciting as the L is in Chicago.

And I was there for an event and had the evening off and so we decided to travel across town

with a little adventure on the L, the train.

I happened to be sitting next to a guy that I met.

He introduced himself.

We had very casual conversation.

His name was Julio and after a few minutes, I saw on a long ride who said, what do you

do for a living?

And I have never lied when people ask me what I do for a living, but I am always tempted.

Because every time I tell them the tone of the conversation always changes.

Either an ametial, he goes to praise the Lord, brother, or he just dies right there on the

spot.

So when he asked me what I did for a living, I kind of helped him as well as a pastor.

And he paused and he stared and he said nothing for the longest time.

And I honestly felt prompted like I should follow up with a spiritual question in the

moment I thought I should, but I hesitated.

And I didn't do it.

I didn't want to be pushy.

I didn't want to make them feel weird.

I didn't want to be that annoying preacher that's got the guy trapped on the L until the next

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