after successfully completing an absolutely unaccidental month-long blog fast, i'm back in full force... so the next time i write will be late July.
the last few episodes of the luke show have seemed like reruns. this counselor thing is just now starting to click. my feelings approach frustration in light of the apparent fact that it has taken 4 years now to create an environment with some of these campers in which comparatively meaningful conversations can take place.
most of my life in abilene has unfolded in a small geographic quadrant; everything i need and all the people i see live inside with me. generally, the furthest to the west i need to go is Sayles Blvd. less than a year ago, i took a job driving for a public transportation service called CityLink. as some of you may know, most of my time there is spent on a van transporting people with physical/mental disabilities. we are a curb to curb service, so that requires me to actually drive to a customer's home. the vast majority of our passengers live outside my otherwise all-inclusive operating estate.
ruts suck. my operating estate is a rut. for four years, i existed happily/ignorantly on the inside, hanging out with people like me. i wonder how long most humans live on the inside of their estate, hanging out with people like them.
someone once told me i ought to try to be like Jesus. i'm having a hard time finding situations where Jesus stayed in his estate and hung out with people like him. it seems like he was always trespassing onto other people's estates.
so my novella, if ever written, will be titled "The World West of Sayles" because west of Sayles is where our world begins. maybe we ought to try trespassing more often. i'll bet you a cream soda the experience will ultimately be good.
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The world west of Sayles is a big, vast and ultimately exciting place as far as I can tell when I've ventured there. I know of some amazing stuff happening just this side of Leggett on Monday nights. I know what you mean, Luke. It's true so I won't take the bet. But it would be cool to meet for a cream soda out in the wide world one day.
Luke,
If you ever turn your novella into an operetta, I'll help you with the choreography. In the mean time, blessings on you as you love our kids this summer. Thanks for stepping out and stepping up. CT06 here we come. Keep shining, dude.
JB
Your thoughts have made my morning-thanks for the honesty- and humor! Blessings on the rest of your summer.
Luke... well... you inspire those inside your quadrant to live a life of joy. You and your family. If you see your dad sometime, (which I am sure you will), tell him that he sets an example of a father that I have learned from. We've never met, but he has left an impression of God as father in me. I have this image of him eating lunch with you in the Bean several years ago now. Real cool. You've left an impression on me too. Look forward to learning with you for the next couple of years.
Grace and peace,
J-Red
We dont really know each other Luke, but I stumbled across your blog (via friends' blogs) and just thought I'd say...thanks.
I grew up on Sayles Blvd. And two months ago my world blew wide open when I stepped off a plane and into a new land called Ireland.
It's nice to be reminded that Jesus didnt always hang out with 'people like Him.' And it's encouraging to know He continued doing it even if it was uncomfortable, lonely, or frustrating...
So, yeah... thanks.
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