Years ago I had a chance meeting with someone really quite famous. For years afterward everyone I was acquainted with was told every detail of our meeting. No one escaped this story. No roll of the eyes or turn of the head could deter me. I was quite proud of our encounter; I had actually met someone that most have only heard of and I became quite the name dropper.

Stop me if I’ve told you this story before…

It was the mid-eighties; you know big hair, big nails, and a time when if your jeans were almost too narrow at the bottom to get your size 5 foot through, you were styling. Julian and I had decided to fly to Wisconsin for a long weekend to visit my family.

Once we landed at Milwaukee’s Mitchell Field Airport and had exited the plane, I headed straight to the restroom. My dear hubby, well fiancé at the time, waited patiently nearby.

While sitting quietly minding my own business, I heard a very familiar voice with a European accent say, “Lauren…. Hey Lauren! Hurry up, get out here! That guy you love is out here.”

To which I replied, “What guy I love?”

“You know that guy you love, that funny guy.”

Well that didn’t help; I loved almost everyone who made me laugh. He could have been talking about hundreds of men. I hurried to find out who I loved.

Just then I saw him. Standing near his bodyguard was none other than Robin Williams. Not one to squander a chance to meet someone so incredibly famous, I ran, I mean I slowly ambled over and introduced myself.

Actually, I blabbered on and on about how much I loved him, how strange to find him in Milwaukee, and how much I loved him. I asked what he was doing in Wisconsin, I told him I grew up in here and for a very short time I listened to the few staid words he was willing to spare me. Soon his bodyguard whisked him away and my relationship with Mr. Williams was over.

Did I recount this story just to convince you that I am special?

I used to. Constantly! Well that and because I loved him.

But this time it’s for a different reason.

You see, I had long since forgotten about Robin and our chance encounter until yesterday as I listened to my daughter recite Colossians 1:16:

“For by him were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones or dominions, or principalities, or powers; all things were created by him and for him.”

I was struck by the awesomeness of our God; all things were created by Him and for Him. It is unfathomable that this great and mighty God finds pleasure in me. He chooses to have a loving and intimate relationship with me. My God is above all things, ALL THINGS, and when was the last time I told an acquaintance the details of our meeting?

I have not only met, but actually know the God of all creation and unlike my old Robin-loving self, lately I don’t tell everyone I meet of my Beloved. A roll of the eyes, a turn of the head, tells me they don’t want to hear, and I appease them.

I have decided to once again, even more so then when I first met Jesus Christ, become a name-dropper.

A name dropper for Christ that is!

Now, stop me if I’ve told you this story…

Written by Lauren

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