Light, Life and Love Part 1 Mike and Sue

Lions club reaches out to homeless teens

Lions club reaches out to homeless teens: Lions club reaches out to homeless teens

5 of my personal interactions from Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.

PLEASE READ ONLY IF YOU ARE 17 OR OLDER

This nineteen year old girl comes in and says she needs to talk. she tells me that her boyfriend (who happens to be a 45 year old heroine addict) was drunk last night and threatened to cut off her head. He then kicked her out. She related that she is going to look for a different place to live  in a few weeks. I offered a few suggestions for immediately leaving him; she said she would think about it.

This twenty-three year old girl calls and says, " guess what happened?"
"What?", I say.
"My boyfriend (who happens to be a 38 year old guy addicted to prescription meds) beat me up, I have a black eye and bruises. "
"Where are you now?" I ask.
"I'm with another guy (who is a forty  year old guy who doesn't seem to be addicted to anything). I have my two kids with me." She asks for some paperwork to get into some housing program. I tell her to keep safe and that we will be here if she needs anything. She says she might be around today, maybe Tuesday.

I guy comes in who just turned 18. "Check this out, Heath." He pulls up his sleeve to reveal a homemade tattoo, crooked, and smeared reading "Blood B$ Damnation". I say something about making sure it doesn't get infected. He seems so stoked about how cool it is. He does live in a garage, doesn't work, hasn't quite finished high school yet; but he has a brand spanking new tattoo. After reminding him for a couple weeks, he turns in a job application. He asks if we want a PlayStation, he tells me he is like Robin Hood.

This other guy I haven't talked to in a while, but I've been thinking about him. He lives under a bridge nearby.  He's got a couch, end table, and some carpet. He works two part time jobs and has worked them for about six months. His dad just got hit by a car (that's what people are saying). He's got to be twenty-four by now. I just prayed for him.

Sometimes it seems like it might be nice to have a retail job. A place where people come in and buy things, you sell things, everyone says how are you; everyone responds with good, how are you. It really isn't that nice, but it is comforting knowing that not everyone is living on the edge of personal apocalypse. This guy said to me today, "i need to get one of these minute phones, lost mine yesterday. I have a phone holster for my belt and everything. I wasn't stretching or anything, it just seemed to fall out and by the end of the day it was gone. Well, that's my sad story; do you have one you want to share with me?" I told him about my cool coat that has a cellphone pocket that my phone never falls out of. He was buying a phone for 9.99 so we decided it would be a better deal for him to get the phone and use his holster instead of looking for a coat like mine.

This girl did the first concert where I work

A write up I found that describes a big part of my personality

Hero Complex

Repost from around this time last year.

Hollow een

Halloween
As an American I do not celebrate many holidays of other nations, mostly because they mean nothing to me; to American national heritage. Just as I would guess independence day isn't so well celebrated in England, the day the cardinals won the world series by the many teams they have beaten or the conquering of ethopia to musalinni by the ethopians.

Hypothetically...
Let's say you are a jew in hitlers Germany. The Nazis have sworn to destroy you and your kind. Let's say each year they celebrate the day they enrolled the hitler youth. Every year They celebrate this with dressing as Hitler youth with swastika badges and candy given to everyone. As a Jew who has watched the Nazis burn, cage and destroy your family and relatives, would you celebrate this day with them? It is just dressing up and enjoying candy; no harm done. but would you celebrate with your enemy? Would you celebrate separately from your enemy in a different fashion?

christians, we are in a war. Let's not join in celebrating a day that centers on our enemy, seemingly devised by our enemy. A day Certainly not promoting the love and life of our king. instead celebrate our king everyday.

P.s. If you have any left over candy send it my way.

Looking the other way

These thoughts are mostly directed at those who have the mind of Christ. If this doesn't make sense renew your mind.

We have all heard the great pressure when asked about the homeless we encounter; do you look the other way  pretend you are busy, hurry to do something else (that is if you encounter homeless). Most of us look the other way, not because we don't care, but because we care and don't think we can do enough (we simply do not have enough resources). Truth is whether it is expressed or not a simple conversation is valued. Even eye contact, anything but ignoring those in need, pretending they are not their may seem to make things easier, but in reality you feel it and they feel it. Next time you see someone wave to them, smile at them, or talk to them.

Now there are the other people we encounter. Those not homeless, but the people that don't seem to quite fit in. They may seem goofy, smelly, eccentric, or some perceived version of weird. We see them in the store, at the gas station, in restaurants; sometimes they are working some times they are consuming. Often we ignore them as well, or give them casual formatted, programmed responses. "how are you? "good" "whats happening?" "not much" Have a good one" . We try not to engage with them; it's either too much work, not worth our time, or just inconvenient (sometimes they don't want us to). Really most people want to be recognized for almost anything, whether it's just saying hello and giving a real answer or asking a real question or truly complimenting someone.

So these simple suggestions above that are not inherently wrong do a few things, but one of them is they create change. They change the people we encounter, they change us, they do in fact change the very world. Whatever it means, I have heard it said that Christians/ believers in Jesus should be "agents of change".  Well, i guess it means that as agents we have a job and that job is to change the world. The world was perfect, it was corrupted by sin, thus we have a law of entropy. Believers in Christ should be willing to change this law, they certainly are able. all things are breaking down to chaos to decay: human bodies, the governmental system, the food in the fridge, relationships, the roads, systems of thought and belief. But the Christian can change this, because they are a new creation in Christ, have the mind of Christ and the holy phantom within.

now what responsibility does the believer in Christ have to change the law of entropy/ the work of sin in this world in regards to their fellow believer?

Dream September 5th

We were together at some sort if family event but at a location I don't remember being at in the real world. We seemed to be planning. A trip and shortly ended up at an airport I have been at in one of my dreams before. We, at this point Megan and my brothers and sisters, were on a plane. I noticed at some point that I didn't have my passport. I did however have my birth certificate. As we landed and left the plan I was directed to leave line because I didn't have my passport. We did happen to have landed in Nazi Germeny. I ran and was pursued by a group of SS soldiers. I was cornered to a room with several windows. They told me the usual , "there's nowhere to go." I turned and ran toward the windows and dove through.
It so happened that we were several stories high an I was headed down, I could feel deep within me that I could controly descent. I swooped upwards avoiding a flurry of bullets. I flew away and entered a nearby building. It was some type of hospital. There were several people from Marysville assembly of god there. I walled the halls cautiously and woke up shortly thereafter.

It used to be run through glass tubes

It so happened that I was able to experience a one hour and twenty minute wait at a doctors office. They happened to have a keruig, but no cups. They also happened to have a flatscteen television mounted in the corner of the room for all the hear and see. For the first severalintuesni was able to block out the sound but eventually it broke though my concentration on jetpack joyride. I noticed it was on channel 4 an it was tuning to an infomercial about a pillow that was the best pillow ever invented. The stocky middle aged man with facial hair and super thin woman said there was nothing healthier sold. They didn't bother to specify no healthier pillow they said nothing healthier in the world. There were numerous testimonials from people that seemingly owed their life to the pillow and the man claimed the pillow would do anything you would want it to. I could see why there was a disclaimer about the views on the show not being those of the station. It was interesting to see it was before a studio audience so the fifty some people all acted as if they loved the pillow and wanted others to have the same pillow.
This infomercial however was a light precursor to what came next; days of our lives. The show contained eveythibg that a large majority hope to eliminate and work hard to nullify in our society: arguments based on selfishness, violence, prattial sex, extra marerial affairs, excessive drinking, kidnapping, homosexuality represented as normal, and an almost atomic blast scale of lies and deceit. it was roughly a half hour of glorification of some of the worst qualities of the sin filled human species.

Megan got me a green screen

Found some awesome pictures that myself and brother drew with our niece in 2003.

Time

Last night I had a dream concerning time and space and the people in them. I was given a belt that was a ble to transport me back onto different places in time; myself and anyone who I was touching. It was given toe by a scientist who knew I was use it to make right those things on the past that went wrong.

Myself and Megan used it first to go back and make something right. I don't remember any details from what we made right. We would turn true blue dial on the belt to go back and to go forward turn it the other direction. After we came back the first time we found ourselves in a sort of tree house. Regina was there and from that point on she, Megan, and I would hold hands and go back in Time together. Megan and I figured we could trust her. Again I remember nonspecific details of any thing made right except these vague events: helping a dog, someone with their homework, and older lady, and someone with family trouble. One time when we came back I didn't turnthe dial enough and we arrived back slightly before we were leaving and we saw ourselves.
At some point I set the belt down. Someone else grabbed it and used it to go back in time for selfish gain (it was understood they used it to make it to work on time). After this time moved differently sometimes strafing; moving to fast or to slow or at times just taking too long to progress.
We we now at a church service and I realized I was supposed to at bass guitar. The only other person on stage was Joe. He was playing electric guitar so we played a bit together. No one seemed to mind that the timing was off. At some point I gave the bass to someone sitting down and told them it was easy to play. I looked around in order to find jeff and Diana because they were supposed to be running the service and playing the music. I giundtheir item on some seats but fgoud out they had left to take a vacation up north. I figured the time belt was to blame for them leaving at the wrong time ( when they were supposed to be in service). I went outside to fond a dirt road with many Logs blocking the road. I moved some of them buy this took a very long time and fur to the time shifting a year passed. After this realization I awoke.

Righteous

I am the righteousness of god in christ.

Advice in a vacuum sucks

Since recent events a lot of people have had a lot to say about people who are different or sinners.

I'm all about helping and loving people but after this guy is repeatedly strung out, cursing people out, and spitting on them I have to stand by my principles and keep the area safe for youth and tell him to move on.

This didn't happen in some theological cloud; it happened right here in the hot city, real people, real insults, real drugs, real spit, real interaction between people.

Have I hugged the guy, sure.
Did I tell him to get off the property, you bet.

My Wife bought me a green screen

Found an Amazing Natural Remedy Chart

Sarcasm, pity, and shame.

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She walked through the door looking bewildered and shaken. Her shaking could literally be seen from twenty feet away. Asking to use the phone she could barely hold it but dialed and walked into the other room to leave a message to quiet for me to hear. I knew something was wrong, not just because everyone who walks through the door has something going on "wrong" but because she was still shaking and visibly holding back tears. She was pacing and wouldn't sit; wasn't talking. I simply said , "what's going on?" From that point on I didn't do much talking for about a half hour as she told me her story. The details I really wish I didn't know now, and won't relay in writing. In short a story about a guy who liked computers more than people; treated them better, talked to them better and touched them more nicely. This hadn't done much for her self image. It was nearly thirty minutes later and I spoke again saying, " you are important". She smiled for the first time but didn't seem to believe me. Then she told me all the times and plans she had in the past to leave him, and her worries about the past, the present and the future; nothing seemed for sure. But one thing was for sure, if I had anything to do with it she wouldn't be going back to him. She got a hold of her step dad who lived a couple of hours away, but didn't have gas money to get her. Using technology for good, I searched his location and mine and decided I could meet him half way.


We came to an agreement and for the first time in over an hour she seemed to stop shaking; seemed calm. She made the decision to leave; leaving behind a laptop, iphone, and most of her belongings. She seemed confident and we headed north. She talked the entire time, as though she hadn't ahd a soul to tell her troubles to the past two years. I met her step dad told her she made the right decision (her step dad said if he had enough gas money he would have just gone and killed the guy).

Not a new revelation but an observation

This is an ibservation an not necesaerilly something to base tour life on but something to think about. You ate being judged, by someone somewhere almost all the time.

Four distinct types of people can be observed when relating to the way yay they see themselves. They are basically the following types: the fragile type, the swayed type, the sensitive type, and the certain type.

The fragile type reacted to others judgement as if a life catastrophee takes place each time they are judged. Most often they are not visibly judged but create an idea of their possible judging them selves. The fragile type usually assumes that they are being judged in the negative. Looks, comments, or being ignored can cause them to have a life catastrophe. They often do not have a clear Idea of who they are or often a misconstrued idea seeing themselves negatively.

The swayed type basically reacts to others judgement by conforming to it. They will take comments or sometimes basic conversation as judgement and attempt to "correct" there behavior. Individuals who are. The swayed type often do not have their own identity but change to meet the expectations of others.

The sensitive type usually need to be specifically judged. Either directly or indirectly (typically through gossip). They are easily offended and do not take criticism well; they call it judging. They think they know who they are as a person, however, who they are often is a lawyers defense speech. They will often know who they are not more than who they are.

The certain type understands that people will judge them. They understand whose judgement to listen to; where to find constructive criticism. They often know who they are and are open to become a more complete person in relation to being judged.

Now the Christian should be the type that is not swayed. For the most part they have a written book that tells them who they are as they are new creations with the holy spirit of god living inside of them.



The childern's pastor at the church said , " the devil lies to you in your brains."

(i did proof read this, but didn't fix anything)

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a homeless guy talked to me

A man approached me as I was sitting in a chair. He was older and had a worn look. He wore a baseball cap and a white collar shirt with a collar that was well worn. Over his worn collared shirt he wore a black cardigan that was pilling well and has a patch in the right chest corner of a crest that said Salvation Army Blood and Glory. His white hair slighpty protruded behind his hat by a pony tail about 2 inches long.

He wield out his hand and I shook it; he held the grip. He purposely looked me in the eyes with a penetrating stare And said, "you will reCh those who need you and everyone will hear about your work. I see it happening now. He said someone has touched me and power has gone out from me. Who was it? It was the womAn with the issue of blood who was healed. When you touch others it changes them."
I said yes ( we were not shaking hands anymore). He asked me to raise my rightt hand, I was somewhat reluctant but he persisted. I raised me right hand and he raised his left. He said " you see thus this is mirroring. Parents teach there kids wrong. They tell there kids one thing and do another. Kids will do what they see more than what they are told. Parents drink smoke and screw around and wonder why their kids don't do right. Do you every talk to these kids who need help?"
I said "yes I do sometimes."
he replied" when you talk to them talk to them like this. Look them in their eyes look into their soul. You are a billionaire. It doesn't matter how much you make, you are doing the work of Jesus Christ.

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