Small World in a Coffee Shop

Yesterday afternoon I was hanging out in a coffee shop. I know that comes as a surprise. πŸ™‚

A young woman was sitting near me and was studying. I joked with her that homework is an exciting opportunity to learn. We talked a bit and I found out she is an English Education major. I asked her what high school she went to and found out it was one in my city. I joked I graduated from a different one in my city a few years before she graduated. She smiled as said her dad graduated from there in the 1970s. I asked what her dad’s last name was. I recognized the last name, so I asked what his first name is.

I found out her dad was my best friend when I was in elementary school. Boom- small world. I regaled her with stories from the childhood of her dad and myself including the time her dad and I tried to invent the secret power potion when we were about ten years old. I wrote about that a year ago- Two 10 Year Old Boys Creating. Now she can tell her dad she heard all about him when he was a boy.

I love meeting new people in coffee shops. That is how I met my current assistant and my assistant the year before. One of my favorite things to do while in a coffee shop is when I see someone reading the bible. I walk by and say, “I read that book. Jesus wins in the end.” Then I apologize for giving away the ending.

Where do you like to hangout?

Thank you for reading. God Bless.

40 thoughts on “Small World in a Coffee Shop

  1. Hello, Matt. I like to hang out on my back porch this time of year and listen to the birds. I sip from a hot cup of tea, play my guitar (sometimes), and contemplate my existence on God’s 🌎.

    I’m actually an extrovert. Being around other people charges my batteries. But I enjoy my quiet time alone as well.

  2. So cool. That must have been wonderful for you. β€πŸ™‚

    I hang out a lot in our neighborhood. Yesterday I ran a lap for my fans who cheered me on. πŸ€£πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ˜‚ True story. Years back my fatigue was so bad just walking around the neighborhood once was enough for me. Now I’m jogging up steps and trying to build more endurance by jogging a bit around the b neighborhood. I can make it 2/3s without too much effort. But then I hit our road which has quite a good incline and it’s a real struggle. So like life. We do hit those tough bits. God is working it out. ❀

    Hope your Sunday is really nice. Praying for you Dad. πŸ™‚β€

  3. What a neat thing this is, these connections God makes. I mostly hang at home but also love our little youth group on Wednesdays. πŸ™‚

  4. What an amazing encounter. You sure have some good people stories to tell. How fun for her to hear about her dads exploits as a young kid with his best friend-you!

    My favorite place to hang out is home, cooking, or reading, (I’m a slow reader), or just catching up with WP postings. 😊

  5. Matt, your opening to this post made me chuckle. Really now . . . he’s at the coffee shop . . . again! Wow! You experienced the smallness of our world with this friendly encounter. Several months ago I encountered a woman while I was walking at a nature park. I was wearing a t-shirt with something about Montana on the front. She had lived under the Big Sky as well. Indeed, a small world.

  6. Love this story, what a small world indeed. Love your coffee encounters. Mine is walking with friends in the park of sometimes alone. Thank you for sharing and have a great week πŸ™‚

      1. Well I don’t mind as talking distracts from the cold and will have to see maybe one day I will brave it to a very snowy country for holiday. πŸ™‚

  7. Yes, we think our world is so huge. How awesome to unexpectedly meet your childhood best friend’s daughter. πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘£

    Don’t know what’s going on with WordPress lately, but every time I try to comment on your site and a few others, it takes me threw a series of screens and my comments don’t get posted!!!

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