Shared a 6 hour bus ride with Mehdi, a young Frenchman of Morrocan decent who just finished his studies in business administration…
After speaking with him a while it’s clear that he will eventually be an entrepreneur, given his risk tolerance, integral view of things, and diverse formation from management, finance, and legal…
Fun sharing with him and helping him to confirm his professional calling…
He was most satisfied in some recent agricultural development work that he did with poor communities in the Philippines, helping folks to build a diversified ag economic system including fertilizer and top soil development, poultry protein production, and production of mango and other fruit crops. What he liked most was helping folks to help themselves and he also liked managing the project from end to end.
The above, coupled with fact that he has both a law and an MBA degree tells me he’ll be finding his way to the entrepreneurial camp in the next few years.
After getting to LA bus station I decided to Uber it over to LAX…
Got to meet my driver, Roberto. He shared his testimony of faith in Christ, born in El Salvador, but growing up in LA and involved with gangs and then drugs to eventually hanging with many of the homeless in order to score drugs or to drink with them.
He also has had seven kids, starting at age 14, with four women, and the broken relationships and guilt was haunting him.
At one point he woke up underneath a bridge on the 101 after a night of binging on drugs… he was feeling worthless and was socking himself and pressing a screw driver against his stomach in contemplation of suicide, feeling that Satan was accusing him of failure and encouraging him to give in, but then he felt God calling him to repentance, stating that his committing suicide would be yet another attempt at rebelling against God and asserting his own will against God’s.
Later he attended a church meeting and heard the gospel of Christ, where he realized that Christ Himself was the only one who could fill the void that he was trying to fill with drugs and alcohol. He broke down crying there like he never had before and there committed his life to Christ.
Our last words before embracing were “See you on the other side brother.” and “God bless you brother.”
LORD, thank you for introducing me to my brother Roberto.
A good day.