7:20AM--I felt embarrassed, really, two weeks ago when Sue and Sydney were hugging me, and telling me how much they liked the cards (no one mentioned the gum, hand sanitizer, or chapstick =), and saying how it was just what they needed to hear on that day (when I heard that, I could only think Don't look at me, I was the squirmy one in the pew that day who finally sighed and said "Okay God. I'll do encouragement notes for *gulp* three people for sixteen days. Now, how many cards will I need? Are you sure I can do this? Where am I going to get THAT much encouragement? Okay....I was the one who finished writing the last card on Regional Transit on the way to the church on Thursday, July 19th, 2007. No, don't look at me...especially if you're looking for perfection. =)
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5:55pm--Yesterday with Angie (my sister) we went and got my bike's flat front tire fixed, went to the central library until it closed. God is doing amazing things in my life. I read "The Measure of a Man," by Martin Luther King Jr., all the way through, since it's a thin book, and he was talking about the value of a man, and how a while back some scientists or someone (I don't remember who) had broken down the components that make up man, and at the time that they had done this, at the time, man's value/worth was equal to about ninety-eight cents. By the time King's book was published, One dollar and ninety-eight cents, and so, with inflation, today, I'm guessing our price would be about five dollars. But the point that King was trying to make was could you put a price on Michaelangelo's genius? Could you put a price on what Jesus did for us on the cross of just such-and-such amount? And then he mentioned the good samaritan story (keep in mind his little book was jam-packed with good things but these two things stuck out the most in my mind). Now in the story of the good samaritan, perhaps it wasn't that the other two were "dreadfully busy" or afraid of "how it would look" or whatever. But rather, of what would happen to them if they did stop since it was a bad road. After the library closed, Angie and I went to dinner, then went to get on the light rail, and had a chance to put the good samaritan lesson just learned into practice. All I could think of was "Wow, the way God works sometimes...."
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