Experience

Wow. That was something! Three years out and I just attended my first ever college party, complete with very loud, drunk people, a keg of cheap beer, and a decent selection of liquor. Kudos to Mike and John. They would put many Christians to shame with their friendliness and hospitality, even when considering that some of it might have resulted from inebriation. John mixed Captain Morgan with Diet Coke, half and half, and gave it to me. Very generous, in several ways. I drank half of it (definitely my limit on an empty stomach) and stuck around for 15-30 minutes. Now what did I accomplish? No one there knows that I'm a Christian. I didn't tell anyone. I didn't give a persuasive speech to the assembly in order to convince them that getting smashed isn't the best way to spend their Saturday nights. I suppose the best thing that could possibly come out of this is that I might have an "in" for further conversations with Mike and John, should I see them around Millersville in the future. Maybe when they're not drunk I could try to share Christ in some way. But how? It may be only superficial, but it feels to me like we're coming at life from opposite ends of the spectrum.