Irony

It has been a while since I wrote anything here, but much has happenned. We (my son Terry and I)
haved moved from an upstairs one bedroom apartment, with no air conditioning that we've lived in for nearly five years, to a three bedroom house with central air and many other cool amenities. It is located right across the street from our church, Anchor Community Church. It was, in fact the original parsonage and we rent from the church. It has proved already, to be the kind of enviroment where one can give back, care for your neighbor, and make new followers of Jesus. This, my friends, is what its all about. Its not about health, wealth, fame, prestiege, or security. We cannot live side by side with hurt and poverty and all the other things we don't want to think about, without being engaged and expect to find true joy and happiness. It is better to stay up all night with a troubled stranger, than to let your weary head hit the pillow wondering if you could have done more.
Case in point; I tell this little story with permission from my son Terry, who is now a staff member at Anchor C.C. as Neighborhood Liaison.
My son was standing in line at a local tobacco shop and the lady behind him asked if she could go ahead of him because she was "in a hurry." Terry, sensing that someone was just trying to get over on him, and the fact that he was "in a hurry." also, made him decide to deny her request.
When Terry got to the checkout, he discovered that he was seven cents short, to which the lady graciously paid for him, and remained cheerful through the whole experience. Obviously, this touched Terry, and the irony is, this is now part of Terry's Job, which he fully embraces, as Neighborhood Liaison. He is always looking for opportunities to help. To let someone go first, to pay when some stranger is short, to help lead someone to Christ, Who, though He is King of the Universe, became the servant of all.