
1967: THE REFECTORY at Georgia State University. We sold prepackaged sandwiches, snacks and drinks to the students at what was then a commuter college in downtown Atlanta near the Capitol.
My job was to pry off the soft drink bottles' metal lids and hand them to our customers. One day, I opened a Dr Pepper by mistake, and so I set the metal lid back on and put it back in the cooler. The next customer ordered a Dr. Pepper. Before I could remove the lid, he grabbed it and said, "I'm late for music class. I'll take it with me." He then shoved the bottle upside down in his pants pocket and ran.
He could have won the prize for the angriest customer of the year. Yes, it was my fault that his shiny leather penny loafers were full of the "friendly pepper upper"!
Later, I arrived early for choir rehearsal in the auditorium of the school of music, and there was that customer, up on stage singing a German aria. He had the richest baritone voice I'd ever heard. We got into a conversation that revealed that he and his wife were looking for a church and our church was looking for a minister of music. Soon Harlan and Sharon became a beloved part of our church family.
God truly can work all things together for good - even the stickiest messes!