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A Day with a Perfect Stranger [Hardcover]

By David Gregory (Author)
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Mattie Comisky is convinced that her husband Nick is turning into a religious nut when he comes home with an incredulous story about eating dinner with God, but when Mattie takes an out-of-town business trip and meets a fellow passenger on the plane, their conversation on issues of fulfillment and deep questions about God make her reconsider her skepticism about Nick's story. 100,000 first printing. $50,000 ad/promo.

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What if a fascinating stranger knew you better than you know yourself?

When her husband comes home with a farfetched story about eating dinner with someone he believes to be Jesus, Mattie Cominsky thinks this may signal the end of her shaky marriage. Convinced that Nick is, at best, turning into a religious nut, the self-described agnostic hopes that a quick business trip will give her time to think things through.

On board the plane, Mattie strikes up a conversation with a fellow passenger. When she discovers their shared scorn for religion, she confides her frustration over her husband's recent conversion. The stranger suggests that perhaps her husband isn't seeking religion but true spiritual connection, an idea that prompts her to reflect on her own search for fulfillment.

As their conversation turns to issues of spiritual longing and deeper questions about the nature of God, Mattie finds herself increasingly drawn to this insightful stranger. But when the discussion unexpectedly turns personal, touching on things she's never told anyone, Mattie is startled and disturbed. Who is this man who seems to peer straight into her soul?

Praise for A Day with a Perfect Stranger

“Don't let David Gregory's simple writing style fool you: the message shared throughout A Day with a Perfect Stranger is profound and the questions he raises are life changing.”
Liz Curtis Higgs, best-selling author of Bad Girls of the Bible

“Fasten your seatbelt for another marvelously divine encounter with the Perfect Stranger! Once again, Gregory masterfully demonstrates just how passionately and intimately our God loves each one of us. If you are looking for an encouraging faith encounter, the Perfect Stranger books are the most palatable and powerful tools of our day.”
Shannon Ethridge, best-selling author of Every Woman's Battle and Every Woman's Marriage

“While I liked Dinner with a Perfect Stranger very much, I loved A Day with a Perfect Stranger. This book has the potential to make people think about what drives them, what keeps them from God, and what will ultimately fulfill them. In a feelings-based and satisfaction-driven society, this is an invaluable tool. People are hungering for the answers to questions Mattie gets to ask. I can't wait to hand it out to friends who do not yet know the Stranger in their midst.”
Lisa Tawn Bergren, best-selling author of The Begotten

“Sometimes the simplest books can have the most profound influence, and David Gregory has done such a wonderful job capturing my imagination. Over and over as I read A Day with a Perfect Stranger I kept asking myself, what would I say if I ever sipped lattes with Jesus? And at the end of the book, I realized I have that opportunity every day. He's not only listening, but He's speaking, too. Anyone who enjoyed Dinner with a Perfect Stranger will love the sequel.”
Rene Gutteridge, best-selling author of BOO and The Splitting Storm
David Gregory is the author of Dinner with a Perfect Stranger and coauthor of two nonfiction books. After a ten-year business career, he returned to school to study religion and communications, earning two master's degrees. He is a native of Texas.

1. What do you see as the primary theme of A Day with a Perfect Stranger? In what ways does this theme relate to your own life? Explain.

2. What aspect of the book held the most meaning for you personally? Why?

3. What in the character of Jesus, as presented in the book, appealed to you the most? Why?

4. What would you say is the main purpose of Mattie's life before she encounters Jesus? What life purpose does Jesus invite her into?

5. Why does Mattie find her marriage unfulfilling? Can you relate in any way to the hopelessness Mattie feels about her relationship with Nick? Perhaps in your case it is a relationship, or perhaps something else. What is the hope that Jesus offers her? How does that hope relate to your situation?

6. How does Jesus use the word “religion” in the book (see page 57)? What does he say religion produces (see especially chapter 4)? In what ways has religiosity pushed you further away from real intimacy with God?

7. Jesus comments that people (men in this case) often “weren't loved for who they are but instead for how they performed” (pages 32—33). Where can you find love that is unconditional, rather than based on how you perform? How could knowing you are loved that way affect your life?

8. Talk about Jesus's and Mattie's discussion of fulfillment in life. From what things have you personally sought fulfillment? How much fulfillment did these things end up providing? Explain.

9. If your life continues in its current direction, when it draws to a close, will you have been ultimately fulfilled? Why or why not? What implications does this have for decisions you may want to make?

10. On page 66, Jesus says that “true fulfillment can't be found in the created realm. Only God himself can satisfy the human heart. You were created for God. Nothing else will satisfy.” What implication does this have for how you are living your life?

11. Can you relate to how Mattie describes parenthood (pages 52—54)? If you are a parent, what does your love for your children tell you about God's love for you?

12. Read back through the Bible verses Jesus writes on the pad (pages 75 and 88). Based on these verses, how would you describe God's heart toward you?

13. Between you and God, who is really pursuing whom? What are the implications of the fact that you are a responder in a relationship with God, not an initiator?

14. On page 83, Jesus says, “The human heart, once distanced from God, is not easily won back to its source of life and goodness.” Why do you think this is the case? What is blocking you from fully experiencing the source of true life?

15. Jesus speaks to Mattie about the importance of listening to God. To listen, one must be connected to him at the deepest level. How does Jesus indicate this connection is established (see the bottom of page 89). Have you made this permanent connection?

16. What does it take to really listen to someone? What might it take to really listen to what God wants to say to you?

17. In the book, what does Jesus mean when he talks about delighting in God (see pages 78—79)? What would it look like for you to delight in God? How would it change your life if you did?

18. Think about Jesus's and Mattie's conversation about her sister Julie and suffering (pages 81—84). For Julie, why will having God overshadow the pain she has experienced? In what way can God's love heal all?

19. Think about suffering that you have experienced in your life. How do the following facts affect your perspective on suffering?

·God himself suffered more than anyone by dying for your sins
·God uses your suffering to awaken your need for true intimacy with him

20. Why would having God live in her, learning to listen to God's voice, and deeply knowing God's love enable Mattie to become the person she was meant to be?

I NEVER THOUGHT I'd become the kind of woman who would be glad to leave her family. Not that I wanted to abandon them, exactly. I was just glad to get away for a few days. Or longer, in the case of one of them.
Maybe I should have been celebrating instead of escaping.That's what you do with big news, isn't it? And we had plenty.
A few weeks earlier my husband, Nick, told me that he had met Jesus. Not the usual “getting saved” kind of meeting Jesus. I mean, met Jesus. Literally. At a local Italian restaurant.
At first I thought he was joking, of course. He wasn't. Then I thought he had been hallucinating. He had, after all, been putting in seventy-hour weeks at work and getting limited sleep. But he stuck to his story, which left me with— I didn't know what.
All I knew was that my husband was convinced he had dined with Jesus, and he had turned into some kind of Jesus freak. It was bad enough that he had previously disappeared into his work. Now when we were together, God was all he wanted to talk about. That wasn't the “till death do us part” I had planned on.
Things had been strained enough between us without bringing God into the mix. It was as if someone had kidnapped the real Nick and replaced him with a religious Nick clone. There we were, plugging along in our marriage, and suddenly Nick, who wouldn't be caught dead in a church parking lot, is best friends with Jesus.
It's not that I object to religion. People can believe whatever they want to. I just didn't grow up religious, hadn't become religious, and didn't marry someone religious. And I wanted it to stay that way.
So getting away from Nick for four days was a relief. What I hated was leaving Sara, my two-year-old. Granted, I looked forward to the break, as any mother would. But I had never been away from her longer than two nights, and even then I found myself missing her by the second day. And that was with my mom coming down to take care of her. At least I trusted my mom. No telling what might happen with Nick doing the childcare. Not that he was a bad dad, when he was both home and off his cell phone.
But I had to take this trip. A client had built a resort hotel near Tucson and wanted me to design new brochures for it. The manager insisted on giving me a personal tour of the place. She said I needed to experience it firsthand to fully capture its essence. And get a free massage, I hoped. I rarely had to travel for my graphic-arts work, which was fine with me. Most of the business I had developed since we'd moved to Cincinnati was local. Sometimes I went back to Chicago on a job, but I could handle most of my old accounts online. This, however, was my biggest client—had been for six years—and I couldn't exactly say no.
The trip should have been a one-day there-and-back. Two at the max. But since you can't get a nonstop from Cincinnati to Tucson, I booked my flight through Dallas, which meant I had to take two travel days.
I could hardly imagine a less appealing way to spend two days of my life. I don't much like air travel, anyway. I'd rather just throw some stuff in the car and hit the road. In a car no one has you stand in line or searches your purse or forces you to eat dry pretzels for a snack. Nor does anyone pull you aside, have you extend your arms, and run a baton all over your body. Why do I always get singled out? Plus, I didn't feel the best this particular morning. I knew that getting on a plane without any breakfast wasn't a brilliant idea since they don't serve even those tasteless box meals anymore. But I figured I could break down and buy a snack box if I had to.
Before heading out the front door, I wrote a note and left it on the kitchen counter.


Sara's pajamas are in the top drawer, if you don't remember. You may not, since you haven't put her to bed this year. Her toothbrush is in the left drawer in her bathroom. I left plenty of juice, oatmeal, and cereal for breakfasts. Plus she likes toast and jelly. There's a macaroni casserole she likes in the fridge and some frozen veggies. After that runs out, she likes Chick-fil-A. Don't forget story time at the library tomorrow at 10:30. You can reach me on my cell if you need me for anything about Sara. Hope you and
Jesus have a great time together.


I drove myself to the airport. Nick had volunteered to take me, but I declined. Riding by myself was preferable to Nick telling me about his latest discovery in the Bible, which he was now reading voraciously, or listening to Christian radio, a fate worse than death. I parked and walked into the terminal. The soft music and absence of Jesus talk provided a welcome relief.
Miraculously, I made it through security without any special groping and proceeded to my gate. Once there, I sat with my carry-ons and glanced at my boarding pass. Oh, great, I thought. An E seat, in the middle. Why didn't I make my reservation earlier and get a better seat? Maybe I can switch
to an aisle seat near the back of the plane.
A minute later the agent at the gate picked up her microphone and announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, our flight to Dallas is full. To expedite your departure, please make sure you stow your bags and take your seat as quickly as possible.” Fabulous.
As they called first-class passengers to board, I remembered something I'd forgotten to tell Nick. I pulled out my phone and dialed his office. He answered.
“Nick, I'm at the airport.”
“Hey. How's it going?”
“Look, I forgot to tell you that Laura has Sara with their son Chris until about five thirty. She's taking them swimming at the Y.”
“No problem. I'm going to get home a little early and fix something for Sara and me.”
“What—you mean cook something?”
“Yeah. I picked up stuff for spaghetti and meatballs at lunch.”
“Miracles never cease. Look, I need to go—my row is boarding.”
“Call me tonight?”
“I'll see, Nick. I might be pretty tired.”
“Well, have a great trip. I love you.”
“Yeah. Bye, Nick.”
I ended the call, picked up my tote bag and suitcase, and got to the boarding line just as my group was being called. A second later the airline rep started hawking two two-hundred- dollar travel vouchers for anyone willing to take a flight four hours later. No one took them. When the offer went up to three hundred dollars, I stepped forward. Maybe they'll have an aisle seat on the next flight.
“When would that get me into Tucson?” I asked.
The rep looked up the connecting flight. “Ten twentytwo this evening.”
Nearly ten thirty. Plus renting a car, then driving out to the hotel. That's almost midnight.
I decided to pass; I'd be too tired the next day.
I got back in line with the last group of boarders, walked down the ramp, and waited interminably while all the people already on the plane decided where to put their stuff. By the time I got to my row, there was room overhead for my suitcase but not my tote bag. I stowed my suitcase and looked at my seating arrangement on the left. The seats on both sides of mine were already occupied. Two guys. Great. Sandwiched for the next two and a half hours between two men. Why couldn't they have put me between two size 2 women? The man in the aisle seat stood up to let me by. I squeezed into the middle seat, resigning myself to not having an armrest available to me on either side. Guys always hog those. I leaned down, stuffed my bag under the seat in front of me, and pulled my shoulders inward to squeeze back into my seat. This is really going to be a fun trip.
The temperature inside the airplane cabin didn't help. I reached up and opened my air vent. That made things feel a little better. I leaned back and sat, staring forward. I didn't bring anything to read. What was I thinking? I should have stopped and picked up a novel in the airport. I never do that. It would have been kind of nice just to have something to escape into for a while.
I glanced through the seat pocket in front of me. Maybe someone left a magazine in here. But there wasn't much to choose from: a SkyMall catalog selling expensive gadgets that no one needed, instructions on using my seat as a flotation device in case we landed in the Mississippi River, and the monthly airline magazine. I opened the magazine. I started reading an article about living on some Spanish coast. The houses were huge, the beaches white, the water crystal clear, the cliffs spectacular. Who are they kidding? No real people live like this.
Just then my cell phone rang. I squeezed forward, leaned down, searched through my bag, and caught it on the fourth ring. “Hello?”
“Hey, traveler. What's up?” It was my younger sister, Julie.
“Just got on the plane. Waiting to pull away from the gate.”
“Did you get Sara taken care of, or do you need my help?”
“Well, theoretically she's taken care of. How Nick actually does with her, we'll see when I get back.”
“What's he going to feed her?”
“He told me he's going to do some cooking.”
I heard laughter on the other end. “Nick? Cook?”
“I know.”
“Has he come back to earth, or is he still in the clouds?”
“Still in the clouds. He's totally flipped out on this Jesus thing.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I'm not sure.” I hesitated. “I called a lawyer today and set up an appointment for next week.”
“Mattie! You did?”
“I don't know. Maybe it's too soon. I just don't feel like I can take this anymore. I mean, things were already bad enough before Nick got religious. There's no way we're going to make it like this.”
“I thought he'd been spending more time with you and Sara lately.”
“Yeah. He has. I'm just not sure I want him to anymore. It's really confusing.”
“Why don't you try counseling again?” she asked.
“Maybe a different therapist.”
“What's the point? I mean, it's not like the last one did much good. Besides, this is a different issue—not like Nick's workaholism. I just don't see any middle ground on this religion stuff.”
I wanted to tell Julie more, but I heard an overhead announcement.
“I've gotta run,” I told her. “They're telling us to shut off cell phones and all that. Can I call you tonight? I've got something else to tell you too.”
“I don't know. I might be out.”
“Julie, for once, don't go out clubbing. It's bad news for you.” One of the flight attendants walked by and gave me the eye.
“I'll call you tonight,” I said. “Be there, okay?”
I clicked off the phone, put it in my bag, leaned back, and closed my eyes. I can't believe Nick and I aren't even making it to our fourth anniversary.
The plane taxied to the runway and took off.

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Item Specifications...

Studio: WaterBrook Press
Pages   112
Est. Packaging Dimensions:   Length: 7.56" Width: 5.38" Height: 0.65"
Weight:   0.48 lbs.
Binding  Hardcover
Release Date   Jul 18, 2006
Publisher   WaterBrook Press
ISBN  1400072425  
ISBN13  9781400072422  

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