ma$e

so my teamate josh and i were on a mission to get milk and bread and other essentials. and here's the story of how we returned without money or groceries:

so we walked up 4 blocks to catch the 453 bus which runs to the grocery store, and we were about to sit down on the corner when a lady came up to us and asked for money, so we said we'd buy her food, so we bought her a hoagie and found out her name was Deloris, and then i met a man named Fred who was standing out side the corner market and wanted an icey for 25 cents. so i got him one and Deloris and Fred were real thankful and we went back and waited for our bus. we waited for a long time and then our friend Dominique came by and said hey. Dominique's in third grade and walks tough. he's involved with an afterschool program called Urban Promise which is an amazing program that all the kids love and we're proud to be working with.

After dominique left a bus came and we asked if they went anywhere near the grocery store. infact no, it didn't and infact the bus we wanted doesn't run on sundays. of course it doesn't. so we walked back and josh and i talked about how it seemed like a pointless trip to the bus stop, except that we met Deloris and Fred and saw Dominique. then i thought about my travelling in europe with another josh and how we would pray that God would guide our steps and be put in specific places and how if we are open to it, it'll happen. so we kept walking back until i realized we passed a CVS and they probably at least had milk. so we walked over and this guy was sitting there and asked for money, we told him that we'd get him food after we grabbed milk. so we looked at the milk and it was really expensive so we just got a loaf of bread and went out to talk to our new friend, whose name is Selam. we talked with him for a while and he said that he was homeless and was waiting for his medical pay to come through and that he'd been waiting for months for it. we eventually said we'd go grab him food, because he didn't want to leave his stuff alone.

we walked to a local subway and a burly looking guy opened the door for us, we got our sandwich and both said we should take the guy who opened the door some food too, so we asked him what he wanted and he said he didn't want anything at first but told us his name, "mase." he had big drealocks and crazy eyes, and he eventually said that he'd take us up on a bagel and a coke. so we talked with him and he said that he usually comes to camden to listen to music on saturday nights (we like 3 blocks for a huge outdoor concert venue where i heard pink floyd's encore from our back steps)and then hangs out with his friends who sell fake gucci bags on the street on sunday. he told us he's here every sunday. and so we told him that we would be too, as we were walking away, he yells out from down the sidewalk.."Remember-- MASE!!!"

i am so pumped about hanging out with mase every sunday afternoon and eating lunch with him, i can't wait to learn who his is and to share who i am too. we made a new friend.

( i write this from a library in camden and the keyboard is real broken, so excuse spelling and all other problems including bad writing. cause that's the keyboards' fault too)