Today I hoofed it down to Seattle Coffee Works to work on an iPhone app.
MacBook. Check. iPhone. Check. iPhone cable…
The app requires a real device, so I was dead in the water.
And I could not have been happier.
Last Friday, I was at a pivotal point.
It was a beautiful day and I walked while I contemplated.
Ten miles in my boots and the biggest blisters I have ever had on my feet.
I asked God for a sign.
And a real obvious one, because I should have been named Thomas when it comes to doubting and second-guessing.
Against all my better judgment and advice, I sent an email.
The series of events that followed is not even believable, so I won’t bother to describe.
In the end, nothing changed.
It may have even gotten worse.
But I am forever thankful for that moment in time.
And a missing iPhone cable.