When I was in the sixth grade, I attended Glenwood Elementary School, in Waukegan, Illinois, just outside Chicago. At Glenwood, I became friends with Charles Ramsey.
We played basketball together. That year we annihilated Carmen Elementary School 52-11 in the city championship game.
In 1995, my senior year in high school, my family relocated from Illinois to Virginia Beach, Virginia.
Charles and I lose contact.
But in 2019, twenty-two years later, I comment on another childhood friend’s artwork on Facebook. Charles, who now lives in North Carolina, notices my comment. When he notices my comment, he goes to my timeline and comments on a sermon snippet. And just like that, I’m reconnected with a friend I hadn’t talked to since 1995.
Since the beginning of the pandemic, Charles has been watching our services online. And just a few weeks ago, Charles hits me up and tells me that he wants to join the church—from North Carolina.
When Charles tells me this, I’m blown away. I didn’t expect it. I couldn’t have even imagined it.
This scenario is a reminder that every now and then, God won’t just meet your expectations. But God will exceed your expectations.