Our Finest Hour

The businessman laid down his pen and looked up at the young man whose presence cast a shadow across his accounting papers. It was their first "up close" encounter. At that moment, as heaven held its breath, and time seemed suspended from the chords of Eternity, Matthew had the strange sensation that the rest of his life was being reflected in the eyes of One before him. Just the hint of a receiving smile began to etch itself across Jesus' mouth, but his words could not have been misconstrued as a polite request. "Follow me," he said, and then turned and disappeared into the work-a-day world o...