When the saints go marching in...

I want to be one of them.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Today

Today I saw a homeless woman on a bench while I was walking to church. I had seen her yesterday too, and Krista and I finally got our nerve up to ask her if we could buy her some lunch. She said she had already had something. Today I asked her if she wanted to come to church with me. She said she couldn't come right then. I found out that her name is Brenda. We talked for awhile about churches and bus stops and West Street and teenagers walking through Annapolis at night to go to restaurants. We said goodbye and I told her maybe I'd see her around. I was late to church. I hate being late because being on time is one of the great struggles of my life, but today I didn't mind. Today finally feels like living simply.

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