Not long after I had come to peace with my former boss, I was asked to speak at a local church. Like I do on so many occasions I decided to visit the congregation three weeks before the service.
I arrived at the church, and took a seat in
the back. I had a good view of everyone in the congregation. Five rows in front
of me I noticed my former boss and his wife. I was surprised. I did not know they
attended that church.
At the end of
the service, the pastor asked everyone in the congregation to come to the altar,
so she could pray for us. As I exited the pew and made my way down the aisle,
my former boss and his wife did the same, and I ended up walking right behind them.
As I stood at the altar, the
pastor said a few words but what happened next was so surreal. She asked the
congregation to hold hands with the person standing next to you. Somehow my
former boss and I were standing side-by-side. He looked at me and I looked at
him (another one of those freeze-framed moments). We held hands. It was at that
moment that I looked up (to God) with a wry smile and whispered, "You
think you're pretty funny, don't you?"