Scripture: Ps 145,85, 86; 2 Samuel 11:1-27; Acts 19:11-20; Mark 9:2-13
Scripture standout: Mark 9: "7 Then a cloud appeared and covered them, and a voice came from the cloud: “This is my Son, whom I love. Listen to him!”
His Deed/The Day: Florida is a hot place in the summertime. I wish a cloud would appear and cover me! Today was destined to be a pool day. So I loaded the kids up and we headed there — roundabout, of course, so I could run a couple of errands. We crossed "the tracks" and headed to the highway.
See, we live within spitting distance of "the other side of the tracks." On most carpool mornings, we see ladies of the night doing their business. We see a house that has long been rumored to be a "swingers hangout," and we see plenty of pimps. There is no shortage of folks down on their luck on our road less traveled.
Today was no different. I saw the familiar sight of three bums (hobos, as the kids like to call them) sitting under the shade of a skinny bush. Smoking. Drinking. Waiting. For what, I'm not sure. At that point, the air conditioning in the car was still kicking in, so I could feel how hot they must be sitting out their in the blue blazes. Then the voice came from the cloud: get them something to drink, why dontcha? So I did. After loading my kiddos up with beef jerkey — of all things, on such a hot day! —I bought a jug of water, and dropped it off without being seen on a plastic container the men use as a table. When I stopped the car and actually GOT OUT, the kids were beside themselves wondering what the heck I was doing. And just like kids, when I explained to them I was just giving those guys something to drink, they moved on. They asked me why I didn't just go around the corner of the building and hand it to them.
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