Nate the Christian Windshield Repairman

If you read my post on Chris the Christian plumber, you're well aware of my dad's insistence on hiring Christians for just about any household repair project.

Fortunately, when we realized that the glaring gash in my windshield was not just a visual impediment (sometimes, the sun glints off the crack, producing a blinding prism-like effect), but an invitation for a fix-it ticket, my dad acquiesced and decided to replace the glass.

To our eternal delight, we were able to find a replacement in a mobile windshield repair service -- and there was a Jesus fish in the Yellow Pages ad.

And so today we had not only the acute privilege of getting a new windshield for just $179, but also the joy of meeting Nate the Christian Windshield Repairman. What, you ask, is the difference between a Christian windshield repairman and a non-Christian? Why, the Third Day CD blaring from the work truck. The bumper sticker saying Twin Cities Church. And the joy my dad gets from talking church with him.

Which leads me to a similar conclusion as the plumbing post -- I'd never let an atheist touch this windshield.