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Friends / 07.02.09, 09:44 AM
Life has vamped up lately to ludicrous speed from Spaceballs. The pace has been keeping us/me from posting blogs. However I want to give a shout out to some of our friends who drove up and spent a weekend doing what we normally do in our neighborhood. Our friends, Ayschia, Danny, Katie and Sara showed up around 1 and some neighborhood kids showed up at 1:05. They did not get much of an introduction to swimming. Instead we just threw them into the deep end of the pool after they finished a Peanut butter and jelly sandwich. On that particular day, we were cleaning up our alley, which we had recently discovered needed to be maintained by us. So some of the neighborhood kids said they would help out while we cleaned it up.
As we were cleaning up the alley, a man in his late twenties approached the group. He was obviously drunk and working on staying that way. Like most people he was shocked to see all of the white people in the area. Due to his state of mind, he was willing to stick around and discuss it with everyone and say mean and vulgar things to the kids that were helping us. To make a long story short he ended up hurting himself and leaving. Another one of our neighbors called an ambulance for him, but he disappeared only to reappear later in the same hurt condition.
This was an interesting scenario on our block for two reasons.
1. I told our friends that this was an atypical day for us. Intoxicated individuals never stuck around that long or were that apprehensive about us being around.
2. Once we finished using all of the borrowed gardening tools, we returned them to our neighbor, Mrs. Wright. She is a very kind woman and a pillar of the community. Allison and I debriefed with her and towards the end of the convo she grabbed my hand and Al’s hand and told us to circle up. I have not had many opportunities to pray with my neighbors, but the times I have had have been so honest, genuine and moving.
Since that time, I have continued to follow suit and pray for that man. I don’t know why he was drinking or how he hurt himself, but I pray that God gives him the courage to turn away from the bottle that too often plagues many people in my neighborhood (around the world for that matter). Without Mrs. Wright’s guidance I am not sure I would have continued or even started to pray for that man.
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