Brandon Young walked into my office a few weeks ago just to say hello and thanks for covering his Champions for Christ Camp.
After a few minutes, he and I were trading automobile horror stories.
His started with a blown transmission in Atlanta and ended with a large repair bill that was made more palatable by the kindness of a series of Good Samaritans in the big city.
Mine involved two vehicles and a lawn mower - each that ended up in one of the stalls at Doug's Auto Service.
And that was it. Or so I thought.
As Brandon turned to leave he stepped in to shake my hand, but held on. He looked me dead in the eyes, said he was going to pray for me and bowed his head, asking God to wash my troubles away and watch over me in the days ahead.
When he finished, he left.
But his words have stuck with me.
Brandon is one of a special few in today's world. He wears God's message on the back of his baseball cap, spreads it through his baseball camp, proudly displays it on the bumper of his Explorer and - most importantly - personifies it in his everyday life.
He's taking that message with him to North Greenville College in the fall. There, he hopes to build on his baseball skills and continue his career on the diamond.
One thing's for sure, he'll continue to improve his relationship with God and spread the message whenever he can.
And, in today's world, that's all you can ask for.
Meanwhile, the second sojourn in as many weeks at Jekyll ended Saturday. I couldn't have scripted a better couple of days at the beach: two days of golf, fishing and food.
Best of all, the weather was perfect.
Until we came home Sunday.
Mom and I skirted storms all the way up I-95, across I-16 and along U.S. 1. The thundering clouds started chasing us in Darien and followed us into Savannah (where we took shelter in Bass Pro Shops and Cold Stone Creamery).
But the trip did teach me a few life lessons:
You can catch golf course bass with almost anything, especially a lime green and yellow spinnerbait.
So do parents.
Jekyll Island deer will share a tee box with you, as long as you don't make any sudden movements.
You can get sick of chicken salad; no matter how many varieties are available to you.
It's not the heat, it's not the humidity. It's the heat and the humidity.
There's a reason broadband internet was invented: dial-up modems.
And, finally, no matter how much time you spend at the beach, it's never long enough. But as long as that time is spent with friends and family - it's still pretty precious.