Over time I've seen a Southsider, not a Fountainer (as they are extinct), but a 5 pointer, that I once judged as homeless, then a streetwalker (hint-hint intended), now I've no idea, & have finally stopped trying to label. Pretty slow for a Christian, eh? Once, I brought a flier she put up on the telephone pole by Bell Bottoms (near the bus stop) to Greg to read (because I thought it would amuse him. He didn't seem to find it all that funny like I did, but it was fun just to do. This was the first of it's kind I'd seen since high school. It lamented that "so called" Christians could do very thoughtless things.
Well, amen.
Not so long ago, I saw her put up another one I knew better (as a good Christian) not to take down to show anyone. This was not one I'd ever seen the like of since grade school when fliers were a new thing (in Southside). This one warned parting ladies to always have enough gas to get home as they were vulnerable to creepy guys (her words) at gas stations. As a good Christian I knew not to take it down to show anyone. As a good Christian I knew that if I took t down (even if only to show it) that would hinder it being read. Right by Bell Bottoms. Good place for it. They have female jello wrestling & male cage fights. Might want enough gas, ya know?
So, I've finally stopped trying to judge what she is or was or whatever, and am now judging Bell Bottoms. Something it never entered my mind to do until then. No, they aren't the only bar in town, they're just where her flier is located.
"...people in whose heart is My law"
--Isaiah 51:7
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Sunday, March 16, 2008
"Busy,Busy..."
"Be still and Know..."
--Psalm 46:10
It's quite a busy time it seems. I've been intentionally doing almost everything I can to stay at home to heal from oral surgery while still working. It's tough. Errands I used to take for granted as not that big a deal to perform, now boom at me their necessity & laugh at how tired accomplishing them make me. I truly feel like a hypochondriac. Every temptation I used to take for granted as not that big a deal to overcome, now boom at me their necessity & laugh at how tired resisting them make me. I truly feel like Layman Damien of the Cross.
An example would be how sending out birthday cards late... would make me feel awful. It would happen every now & then. Now, I don't feel so bad about it (now, that is awful) Now, I understand why some refer to it as a ministry. It now has all the hallmarks, light though they may be in comparison to facing violent hindus in India (Mark Gobel's friend), violent muslims in Africa (the Oldeyes), & every trip to the Holy Land(s) (insert name here). I had face violent Christians as a child, but neither on either side knew enough about Christ to know how off they were to threaten in His name. No, It never came to blows. No not because they thought I was Qui Chai Cane or whatever David Carradine's name was in Kung Fu.
Oopps, a tangent!
It's quite a busy time it seems. Daylight savings, Palm this & that, St. Patty's, Purim, spring equinox (try that word at Scrabble), etc... Then there is, of course [sigh] more later...
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--Psalm 46:10
It's quite a busy time it seems. I've been intentionally doing almost everything I can to stay at home to heal from oral surgery while still working. It's tough. Errands I used to take for granted as not that big a deal to perform, now boom at me their necessity & laugh at how tired accomplishing them make me. I truly feel like a hypochondriac. Every temptation I used to take for granted as not that big a deal to overcome, now boom at me their necessity & laugh at how tired resisting them make me. I truly feel like Layman Damien of the Cross.
An example would be how sending out birthday cards late... would make me feel awful. It would happen every now & then. Now, I don't feel so bad about it (now, that is awful) Now, I understand why some refer to it as a ministry. It now has all the hallmarks, light though they may be in comparison to facing violent hindus in India (Mark Gobel's friend), violent muslims in Africa (the Oldeyes), & every trip to the Holy Land(s) (insert name here). I had face violent Christians as a child, but neither on either side knew enough about Christ to know how off they were to threaten in His name. No, It never came to blows. No not because they thought I was Qui Chai Cane or whatever David Carradine's name was in Kung Fu.
Oopps, a tangent!
It's quite a busy time it seems. Daylight savings, Palm this & that, St. Patty's, Purim, spring equinox (try that word at Scrabble), etc... Then there is, of course [sigh] more later...
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