Pete Costas was still a Captain — that is to say, still relatively young in his career as a Salvation Army officer — the Sunday evening that a fidgety, distracted, and somewhat disheveled, young man walked in well after the service had started and seated himself at the center of the front row. Capt. Costas was just beginning his message when the man’s hand shot up in the air. He had a question.
Capt. Costas answered it and returned to his message. A few sentences later, the hand shot up again.
This time, after answering the question, Capt. Costas asked a favor. He pointed out the other people in the room and asked the young man if he thought he could hold his questions until the end so the others could hear the rest of the message. Afterward, the Captain said, the two of them could go together to his office and he’d answer all of the man’s questions.
The young man nodded his agreement and quickly sat on his hands.
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