Thoughts while Traveling

On a more serious note than my last blog:

I came face to face with certifiable crazy person. This woman was asking me a million questions and my initial response was how can I get her to leave in the nicest way. Then something eased into my head- what does Jesus think of this confused, broken, frazzled creature? And it almost brought me to tears.
I'm ashamed to say that I've never done that before. It blew my mind.
So I listened and talked to her- mostly listened. Smiled.

I need to be more tolerant of people.

This woman taught me a lot about myself. Just as she prattles on and yet is perplexed and confused by the simplicities of life- like whether or not something is in walking distance... that's me- who thinks I have it all figured out and can prattle away about anything in the world with a degree of knowledge- or at least the facade of knowlwdge- and the whole time I am perplexed. In the grand scheme of things... I am perplexed and confounded.

But God listens and talks, mostly listens. And, I believe... smiles.