Ottawa is the capital city of Canada.
It's known as a 'government town'. Politcians, dignitaries, civil servants are the mainstream pedestrians in the downtown core on most days.
Not so on Saturday.
Kim and I spent our Saturday morning, as we usually do with our friends from church, handing out a boatload of gospel tracts to the throng of tourists at the
Changing of the Guard Ceremony on Parliament Hill.
Following that, while walking back to our car, we bumped into Batman.
Yep. Batman. You know, the super-hero. With a cup of bat-coffee in his hand.
I stopped him to ask where he was going.
He said "I'm on my way to save the world."
I said, "Too late. Already done!"
Enter in a gospel conversation that was short, to the point and seemed to strike Batman's bat-fancy. He couldn't chat long because he had to be where he was going at a certain time for a scavenger hunt of some sort.
But he stayed long enough to get the gist of what I was saying, willingly receive a gospel tract and say to me as he left with a smile, "God bless you."
Hmm. A bat-blessing. For what it's worth, I'll take it!
It's not like Ottawa is Hollywood. Who would have thunk that on our latest gospel giving venture we would bump into Batman on the street?
Who says the Lord doesn't have a sense of humor?
