THE ENCOUNTER III > This story is written as if fictional, but it is not, I’m living this every day. Have you heard a call in your heart saying, “Gotham needs You?” This is one man’s attempt to take up the mantle of being a Caped Crusader. I am caped in God’s Covering, and Indianapolis is my Gotham.
Don stood there on the cold sidewalk and staring at this strange parking meter device. He had already swiped his card twice and then proceeded to do something wrong, something out of order, only to have to start over again, and it was very cold! “When did parking become so complicated? Am I going to figure this out or not? If I can just get past this stupid meter the Library is right behind me and I can get inside. How is it we hear your voice, Lord? What made me think of Chris? How is it I find myself “downtown”, learning about this new place I do not know, and yet I sense it is going to play a part. Okay, machine, this is your last chance. It’s you or me. One of us is going to die here and it’s not going to be me! Finally! I’m not sure what I did, but it shows two hours of time. I’ll take it. And look who just pulled up behind me. Chris.”
It was a great reunion on that cold city sidewalk. The sun was shinning and made you feel good even if it was cold. “Hey, Chris, what is all that stuff packed in your minivan?”
“That’s our food pantry. It’s part of the outreach we do. Lets get inside and I’ll tell you all about it.”
Don was amazed as Chris escorted him into the renovated Central Library. He remembered the old Library and it was nothing to brag about, but this! This was awesome! The entry opened into a big gathering area complete with snack and coffee shop and tables. So they each ordered a coffee and sat down at a table to catch up on what had been going on with each of them. Chris was amazed to find out that due to a back injury, Don had been on a one year sabbatical with God and was just now beginning to venture out in what God was showing him.
Likewise, Don was amazed to find out Chris had become a “Church Planter” with Southern Baptist and currently had an outreach developing in an inner city apartment complex. In no time at all Don had found an open door to inner city ministry by aiding Chris in Church Planting! However, he also knew God had planted something of his own in him, and somehow these two visions could aid each other. Before they knew it an hour and a half had already passed and they had not even explored the Library yet.
From the open coffee shop area he could see the Library rising up six levels, but he had no idea what Chris was about to show him. As the tour began, Don was amazed. First he was shown probably five hundred computers with Internet access, and all of it free for the using! This was middle of the day and most of the computers were in use. These same people could just as easily go to his blog site! The one God had him specially prepare, “Broken Wings that Soar!” The potential was obvious! Chris pointed out that most inner city people have their day at the Library to do all their on-line business. He also explained how all the city Libraries are strategically located near IndyGo bus stops, which gave easy transportation to all the Libraries. Anyone could get there whether they had a car or not.
As excited as Don was, the tour was not over yet. On at least three of the floors were very nice meeting rooms, that could seat eleven at a time, complete with a large table and white board for teaching, and completely free for the use! What a facility to aid his outreach to inner city! But how would it happen? How would it work? As yet he did not know, but God had just added a new dimension to things, and if God had so easily and quickly done this, he would also do the rest.
When Chris and Don parted that day, Don was set to help Chris at his next meeting at the apartment complex. He was looking very forward to already having opportunity, and with a young man he had relationship with from many years ago as a youth minister. “You’re amazing, Lord. You had all this planned, didn’t you. How is it we hear your voice even though it is not an audible thing, and yet we do, there is no denying it. Unbelievers think we are crazy. Imagining things. But look what those crazy imaginings has led to. The chess board has moved again. Two more very important things coming up though. One, I need a job. The right job. Something that will be an aid to ministering, not a detriment. That won’t be easy, Lord. And two, my meeting with Pastor tomorrow. If something drastic don’t change there soon, I’ll start the new year in a new church. Let me hear your voice, Lord, so I can follow. Gotham needs me. Yes, even me.“