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so i was downtown...well, i live downtown, but whatever.
so i was downtown, and i see these homeless people, all over. and so i met this one guy outside of moes named Larry. Larry says to me " yo , what part of florida you from?" (Larry had seen my license plate). i told Larry i was from miami.
"oh, alright, alright. you a brother then...you know whatsup. that dwayne wade is hot...hes tough to stop huh?", Larry says. at this point im going to pretend it matters and tell you that Larry is black.
so then Larry (well actually i didnt know his name yet, but whatever.), says "look man, ima be straight with you. i just got a job, im working now, trying to make some money.. trying to eat and stuff" (Larry points to the pizza box in his hands) "but could i bother you from some money, man?"
i didnt really care if Larry got a job or not to be honest, and i didnt really care how he got the pizza...i gave him the 3 bucks left in my pocket.
Larry and i continued to talk for awhile about basketball (somehow Larry was up to date with the NBA.) we were both going along on our way when Larry asked me for a ride down the street. i told im i couldnt ( i mean i physically COULD HAVE, but i didnt. i dont feel my reasoning needs to be explained.) but before we left i said, "hey partner, whats your name?"
we shook hands, and i learned that his name was Larry (but you knew that anyways).
this is where it gets weird...for me at least. i wished i hadnt just shaken Larry's hand. i wanted to hug this guy. i wanted to tell him i was sorry...and that God loved him even though it may not seem like it, becuase im sure things were hard on the street. i wanted to hug him and tell him God was crazy about him,and that God wanted to talk to him soon, and that i loved him too, not because i have a thing for dudes, but becuase i do love him, but only because Christ loved me first. (serously...1 john 4:19).
i get to hug my friends everyday. i doubt Larry gets hugs. then i thought about the Hathaway poem about hugs, and how he wondered if Jesus ever hugged people. i think he did. and i think jesus would have hugged larry.
i dont really know where this is going except....
what if when Jesus told us to give ourselves to the poor, and to care after the orphans and the widows...he actually meant it.
or if when Jesus said we should feed those who dont have food, and clothe those who dont have clothes...he ACTUALLY MEANT that we should feed the homeless.
i mean, homeless sheleters are nice and all. but what about getting out there in the streets, bags of food, bible in hand...praying with people? i donno, thats where i see Christ.
jesus christ, savior of the prostitutes, drunkards, homeless, rapists, and the gays.
for real.
so i was downtown, and i see these homeless people, all over. and so i met this one guy outside of moes named Larry. Larry says to me " yo , what part of florida you from?" (Larry had seen my license plate). i told Larry i was from miami.
"oh, alright, alright. you a brother then...you know whatsup. that dwayne wade is hot...hes tough to stop huh?", Larry says. at this point im going to pretend it matters and tell you that Larry is black.
so then Larry (well actually i didnt know his name yet, but whatever.), says "look man, ima be straight with you. i just got a job, im working now, trying to make some money.. trying to eat and stuff" (Larry points to the pizza box in his hands) "but could i bother you from some money, man?"
i didnt really care if Larry got a job or not to be honest, and i didnt really care how he got the pizza...i gave him the 3 bucks left in my pocket.
Larry and i continued to talk for awhile about basketball (somehow Larry was up to date with the NBA.) we were both going along on our way when Larry asked me for a ride down the street. i told im i couldnt ( i mean i physically COULD HAVE, but i didnt. i dont feel my reasoning needs to be explained.) but before we left i said, "hey partner, whats your name?"
we shook hands, and i learned that his name was Larry (but you knew that anyways).
this is where it gets weird...for me at least. i wished i hadnt just shaken Larry's hand. i wanted to hug this guy. i wanted to tell him i was sorry...and that God loved him even though it may not seem like it, becuase im sure things were hard on the street. i wanted to hug him and tell him God was crazy about him,and that God wanted to talk to him soon, and that i loved him too, not because i have a thing for dudes, but becuase i do love him, but only because Christ loved me first. (serously...1 john 4:19).
i get to hug my friends everyday. i doubt Larry gets hugs. then i thought about the Hathaway poem about hugs, and how he wondered if Jesus ever hugged people. i think he did. and i think jesus would have hugged larry.
i dont really know where this is going except....
what if when Jesus told us to give ourselves to the poor, and to care after the orphans and the widows...he actually meant it.
or if when Jesus said we should feed those who dont have food, and clothe those who dont have clothes...he ACTUALLY MEANT that we should feed the homeless.
i mean, homeless sheleters are nice and all. but what about getting out there in the streets, bags of food, bible in hand...praying with people? i donno, thats where i see Christ.
jesus christ, savior of the prostitutes, drunkards, homeless, rapists, and the gays.
for real.