A long day of travel started out great with a hot breakfast of biscuits, gravy, egg casserole, bacon, french toast, and fruit!!! Wow - we really know how to eat. After clean up, we were running a little behind, so we ate our sandwiches in the bus at lunch. We had made up sooo much time by eating on the run that we thought we would be on time to sing at the assisted living home at 5. But alas, there was rain and an accident on the interstate. Bless the hearts of the residents at the assisted living, they were there waiting to hear us sing even with us being an hour and a half late! We met a lady that lives there who is 106 years old, and boy was she sharp. Also in our audience was a retired research chemist and many other fascinating people.
After a dinner at Joe's Crab Shack and a little macarena dancing, we ended the night with trip awards and the prayer partner reveal. With hugs all around, we ended the night at midnight, ready to sing at 9 tomorrow at the church of the Reconciler.
Tonight we have a poem to share by Susannah Clabough entitled "Less Than A Home"
I see him
Lying there alone
Curled into himself
He looks lonely, cold
All I want is to give him some food
Shelter is what he needs
Sleep, sleep young man
Dream, dream young man
Sleep, dream young man
Sleep to dream more
Dream about a future
Hope for the best, young man
I see you and care
Care very deeply
I will never forget
The young man asleep
Dreaming and sleeping
Dreaming of his near future
Dedicated to the man I saw sleeping on the sidewalk in New Orleans on Friday, June 4th, 2010.
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