The light streams in through the windows onto the tan carpet in apartment 28. Chatter fills the room. Everyone is so different. All boilermakers, they're from NYC, Taiwan, China, Massachuesetts, Kokomo and Indianapolis, to name a few. About twenty of us gather over chili this Sunday afternoon. A few minutes into the meal every conversation has turned to Christ. Some people are sharing their testimonies. Older Christians are searching the scriptures with new believers to answer their questions. I can see the passion and light in their eyes. They have so many stories. Some have known God their whole lives. Others have wandered from God and returned to him. Others have just become Christians in the past year. Nobody had planned that we'd talk about God. It just happened.
