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| So I know that I am now writing on another page.. But I wanted to say thank you for all the comments and suggestions that were given to my post about what is a date and what is just hanging out.. I think some of you know what happend or is happening... and some of you just are still wondering..
Well I think that was just hanging out but it was a good chance to get to know each other, which is still what is happening.. But he is an amazing guy and honestly even if he is just a friend, than I would feel really lucky to have such a cool person as a friend..
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| So to come to terms with being at a differnt point in life.. I have created a new blog the site..
http://plausiblelove.wordpress.com/
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| Through out this year I have been challenged and pushed, I have been confronted with things and caused to think about important issues.. To wonder what does it mean to live in community, to serve those who you come in contact with and even to just give when I don't think I have anything to give..
Yesterday was a very powerful reminder of what it means to give.. I didn't happen to me but I was a witness to it..
While we were handing out lunches in the front yard of my service site, a cop car pulled up and two officers got out.. They approached a mentally ill homeless man who comes to the Open Door, my site, and just began to question him and lead him off to their car... Upon seeing this a guy from the community named Pete went over and just began to ask "what has this man done?" what is the charge?" He was asked to stop, but Pete didn't he continued to question and ask what has this man done?" So Pete was of course put into handcuffs as well and after a little bit the car headed off to the jail..
Upon thinking about it and processing it, I just began to be grateful for the action which Pete took.. For his willingness to stand up for a situation which was not just...
But I also saw the willingness to be a voice for the voiceless.. Ken, the mentally ill man, doesn't really speak or respond to any questions asked of him.. But Pete was willing to Stand up and be his voice to just question and say hey what is going on here..
I am still amazed at what Happened during that time, watching the whole situation it seemed like it took forever, but really it was probably only 10 min...
I just want to Thank Pete for standing up for Justice... At lunch we sang a song which really stood up to that, and the chorus is what follows this entry..
Have you been to jail for justice? I want to shake your hand
Cause sitting in and lyin' down are ways to take a stand
Have you sung a song for freedom? or marched that picket line?
Have you been to jail for justice? Then you're a friend of mine | | |
| So I have a question and i need some help... What do you think makes something a date and what makes something just hanging out?
All advice and comments are welcome... | | |
| It is transition time again in my life.. I feel like I have come to the point so much, and I have learned that life is just full of them.. I guess realizing that I don't have to have everything figured out by the time I am 25 is a great relaxing thing... But at some points it doesn't help with my uneasiness when it comes to things ending...
Recently I feel like I have really realized that in 5 weeks I will be done with Mission Year, I will no longer be able to define my self as Libby, a current mission year vol... I will no longer be "required" to visit my neighbors, or go to the Open Door almost daily...
That is scary because it has become my life and although at times I dread having to do those things.. I find enjoyment in it.. I find enjoyment in the fact that I got to help prepare dinner for 18 kids at SAY yes, or that I just through a bunch of random "left overs" in a pot to create a soup... These things have been so amazing, I really don't want them to end...
I have developed such great friendships with people down here and enjoy that.. Through this year I have really been broken of some bad behaviors, some destructive to me personally, an eating disorder, and some more harmful to others, such as isolation and uncaring.. Recently I have felt my self closing the window to being here in Atlanta for more time, I feel that God constantly reopens it... There have been times where i have completely written off the fact that I should be here.. But at the same time realize that there is something here for me...
Please continue to pray as I struggle through this, after all it is only through relying on others that we are able to survive... | | |
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