I just want to say, Men, you need to ask. The old school romaticism is not lost...I was won over by his kindness, he was dang attractive, but his polite and old school, over-the-top consideration of me was amazing.
We've been going strong for a long time.
The day he asked me out we had spent the day helping a newly widowed woman and her very young family spring clean her house and Kent and a friend named Henry Spenst burned off her 10 acres. It was the 2nd weekend in a row that we had been out at her house helping out. There were probably 10 of us in all.
After working all week, spending 2 weekends in a row helping out this woman, I was exhausted. Kent asked what I was going to do that night and I responded with T.V. and Tea....possibly a blankie....
He joined me in my very lightly steeped tea and some random T.V. show.
I was intrigued with the fact that he was so like minded as me. Just so you know...helping the newly widowed woman, neither of us knew her, she wasn't part of our church. I remember getting a call asking if I could pull some people together -- to help her. For me, helping others is a no brainer...I was intrigued that Kent was so on board to help.
If you've read this blog-this isn't a new thing. I love helping the homeless, disenfranchised--it is a part of me as much as my legs and feet.
Yesterday, Kent dropped Ricardo and I off at school and work, then this happened. He sent me an email after it happened:
Detour
So I did something this morning that you have done far many more times than me. I was compelled in compassion and love for a homeless young guy, Michael, who was leaning against a signpost, with his crutches, on the boulevard at Cook and Pandora, in the pouring rain.
I tried to ignore him as I passed, but instead found myself circling around in traffic , stopping again and asking him if he would like breakfast and to hop in. He said someone was expecting him to be there later, so I remembered what you said about they 'can't leave their post' or someone else will swoop in and take it. I circled around again to get back on my way, but as I approached Mickey-Ds I realized I had to reach out to him, so I picked up a breakfast with OJ and returned. There is a pullout there, so I was able to talk to him for a few minutes and encourage him and (glad it was there) give him the Gideon's bible as a gift for Easter. He is probably 30 years old and showing the hard life, but really a rather nice guy.
That's my morning adventure. Thanks for being a good example.
I am so proud of Kent. It takes some super compassion to go out of the way to help someone, to understand the "homeless culture", to know that you don't have extra money -- being out of work...but still following the leading of the Holy Spirit and do what's right.
Matthew 25:24-40
34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world.
35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in,
36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?
38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you?
39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
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