It's been awhile since I've blogged, but I think it's time to start again.
I actually ate with a guy named Bob Evans today. He is on staff at Mel Trotter Ministries, a rescue mission in Grand Rapids' Heartside District. The reason I say I had lunch with Jesus is because we ate in the cafeteria where there are homeless people and addicts in recovery all sharing food together. I love being around these types of people. This is when I feel most alive. This is when I feel like I'm really doing what I'm supposed to be doing. Homeless people and addicts in recovery don't worry about things that don't matter...they're simply trying to get through life. Their lives are simpler. They're not concerned with paying the mortgage or car payment. They're not worried about mowing the lawn. They're not overwhelmed with busy-ness. They laughed a lot. They talked a lot. They ate a lot. They're not concerned about having a say in every little thing that goes on around them. They're simply trying to live...without doing drugs or hitting the bottle. They're simply trying to live...with a roof over their head and some food in their stomach. Seems to me like their priorities are a little more important than mine tend to be sometimes. Their priorities are actually probably a little more closely aligned with Christ's.