It is weird to have someone ask me questions over a meal because I’m usually the question asker. Stuff like: What’s your big God dream? What’s the best thing that’s happened to you in the last 6 months?
If you know me, this is standard fare. But that’s not what happened when I went to Breakfast with Strangers.
Meet Matt and Courtney. Two delightful strangers who took me to breakfast. And turned the tables on me. They grilled me. Got stuff out of me. Pumped me up with coffee and let me fly. Read about it here.
And I loved it. Because I love what they’re doing and why they’re doing it.
Maybe you and I could take a stranger to breakfast too?