Frankly,
I thought it was weird. It would have been easy to miss. It was hard to
read. And, really, what are the chances that people passing that spot
would need dumpsters? Have you ever needed a dumpster? I didn't even
know people "got dumpsters." Go figure.
But
as I shook my head at the strangeness of it, I also realized that the
sign was someone's act of faith. Someone had believed, for at least long
enough to plant the sign, that it would spread a message. And as oddly
placed and hard to read as that little sign was, it did spread a
message. It did reach me. Here I am, telling you about it, even though I
could never in a million years imagine myself needing a dumpster.
So
it makes me wonder, what would happen if we filled the streets with
"Got God?" signs? Who might see them? How many people might the Holy
Spirit guide to them? (I don't think She directed me to the dumpster
sign, but I bet she'd pull out the stops to illuminate "Got God.")
Even
dark purple and hard to read, our signs could spread the word. People
who would "never in a million years" go to church, would at least have
the phone number of someone who does...and access to the God we are
called to share.
"Got Dumpsters?," indeed! Got God?!
