College Days And Chick-fil-A
When I was going to college in the hills of Kentucky at a little Christian college called Asbury College about 15 miles south of Lexington. I was so poor and had to borrow and loan just to afford tuition, room and board. That's ok, because I got a good solid liberal arts education which rooted me for the rest of my life.
However, once in a while, the guys from my dormitory would want to get away from the small town in which the college was located. So we'd all jump in someone's car and drive into Lexington and just hang out at one of the city's indoor malls. Well, I never had any extra money to spend, but I'd go along. I'd cover the furniture cracks in the dorm lobbies looking for change in order to get a Coca Cola or fries with the rest of the guys.
So, one day we all drove into Lexington and went to the mall. The guys all went to the Chick-fil-A restaurant for lunch and I lingered behind not to let them know I didn't have the money to buy my own lunch. I got up to the counter thinking I'd buy a Coca Cola and when I counted out the change to buy it, the manager who was waiting on me must have instinctively known what was going on. He gave me a whole deluxe meal and winked and said, "have a nice day".
That manager had no idea how much God had blessed me through that little thought of kindness! I often went back most of the time with enough money to buy a Coke and sandwich but sometimes without. I always ended up not only being fed physically, but also having been nourished emotionally and spiritually.
I now am doing quite well in business and always remember that lesson; to help others when you can. I collect antique cars and several years ago met Dan and Truett Cathy. I introduced myself and told them my story. Truett smiled and said, "I sure hope, son, that you're helping other kids just like you were helped in college." Yes, I sure am, Mr. Cathy!