3.11.2006
3.04.2006
Being salt and light...maybe even arrested.
So usually I have tame Friday nights. Irony of inronies the normal suspects were out of town this weekend. This meant that I got to catch up with some friends I haven't been able to hang out with. So a group of us went to the mall in Lexington, I am proud to admit I haven't set foot in one since Christmas, and then went to Common Grounds for the evening. We laughed about how homeless people always find me and hang out with me. Then we sit and have long talks and they give me some pretty sweet advice. Well, one of the musicians supposed to play cancelled, so rather than spend an hour or two sitting and waiting for the other guy to come to play we went to our favorite health code violation Chinese place.
I am broke and debated on getting the General Tso's or not. But, why not? So I bought it and made small talk with the guy at the cash register. He asked if I wanted the value meal and somehow we talked about happy meals... (random note: I love chopsticks).
After we got our food, we wanted to find a place to eat it. We drove for a while trying to find a place to park and a place inside because it had gotten cold. We finally settled down to eat, but they put too much Chicken in my to-go box. My General Tso's sause spilled on my leg and I was fairly frustrated fom that, but as I ate I became full. Anyone who has seem me eat Thai or Chinese knows that is very rare, but I couldn't finish, or even come close. A minute after I commented to the group that I couldn't eat any more a man who was down on his luck and drunk walked in. It's funny when you know why things happened and what is supposed to be done. So seemed only right to give Larry (the guy who walked in) my chicken. He told us his life story. and gave us a piece of gum. And then we needed to go. He asked for a dollar for bus-fare and I was going to give him some more change, but he only accepted the dollar.
God always blows my mind with things like that. I am so blessed. I understand more why Jesus spent time with the poor and rejected. Love takes many forms and just listening to a life story. So often walking around a city can be a weird process. Life has all of its most raw aspects laid bare in front of oyu if you dare to look. Being salt and light doesn't always mean standing on a soapbox, but rather sitting on the ground. The more I read about Jesus the more I am amazed.
We ended the night at Common Grounds, left about 45 minutes after the last set had finished, and attempted to get back in time for curfew. Well, we were pulled over and spent about 40 minutes with the wilmore Police department. I wasn't friving, but two of us apparently look like we "have fun" to the officers. After threats of arrests and K-9 unit searches, they decided tto give us a break. I need to remember about the beard before I fly again... dress up. Even though we were late, God is good. It just gave me an opportunity to leave some fun messages for Josiah.
I am broke and debated on getting the General Tso's or not. But, why not? So I bought it and made small talk with the guy at the cash register. He asked if I wanted the value meal and somehow we talked about happy meals... (random note: I love chopsticks).
After we got our food, we wanted to find a place to eat it. We drove for a while trying to find a place to park and a place inside because it had gotten cold. We finally settled down to eat, but they put too much Chicken in my to-go box. My General Tso's sause spilled on my leg and I was fairly frustrated fom that, but as I ate I became full. Anyone who has seem me eat Thai or Chinese knows that is very rare, but I couldn't finish, or even come close. A minute after I commented to the group that I couldn't eat any more a man who was down on his luck and drunk walked in. It's funny when you know why things happened and what is supposed to be done. So seemed only right to give Larry (the guy who walked in) my chicken. He told us his life story. and gave us a piece of gum. And then we needed to go. He asked for a dollar for bus-fare and I was going to give him some more change, but he only accepted the dollar.
God always blows my mind with things like that. I am so blessed. I understand more why Jesus spent time with the poor and rejected. Love takes many forms and just listening to a life story. So often walking around a city can be a weird process. Life has all of its most raw aspects laid bare in front of oyu if you dare to look. Being salt and light doesn't always mean standing on a soapbox, but rather sitting on the ground. The more I read about Jesus the more I am amazed.
We ended the night at Common Grounds, left about 45 minutes after the last set had finished, and attempted to get back in time for curfew. Well, we were pulled over and spent about 40 minutes with the wilmore Police department. I wasn't friving, but two of us apparently look like we "have fun" to the officers. After threats of arrests and K-9 unit searches, they decided tto give us a break. I need to remember about the beard before I fly again... dress up. Even though we were late, God is good. It just gave me an opportunity to leave some fun messages for Josiah.
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