*darren and i used to attend the same church. he is several years yonger than i am, and i remember him participating in the sunday school class that my mother taught. she would have afternoon sledding parties with those kids-- and my sisters and i were able to join in the activities, because, well... we were home. today, during work, i ran into this guy at the store. i had to stare because this guy grew up. (you see, sometimes i still invision myself at the age of 11, er 5ish, or 17- that was my favorite) we had a long chat. amongst the awkward pauses, i relized that his eyes were still the same. (they are peircing and bright) we talked of things that god was teaching, and revealing to us-- as well as, wondering together why we are where we are... he was tired, physically and otherwise, he is currently working third shift at a factory. anyways, i challanged him (as well as myself) with what i have been being challanged with as of late. and we parted and bid each other farewell. ((to those of you who pray to the living holy god-- please remember this man. he longs for more. his heart currently is screaming about a mechanic's business. to those of you who don't pray-- you might like it if you attempt, try asking jesus who he is))
*name changed for privacy purposes
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christa and barb and i worked together. i felt like a giddy jr. high girl. we were marking down all the clearance items... all three of us, in the woman's section-- and i declare, this is truth: i really don't like shopping. thinking back-- only a handful of hours... fun! what fun. to not notice the clock because you've been laughing and chatting and passing glances and working for the past 2 hr.s. (customer service occured, but the shop was slow this day). laugh, ok. i hear it's good-- and i am feeling the benifits still.
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