Last September, I saw a group of raggedy, disheveled men in front of the grocery store. They were holding signs asking for food. So while I was buying my groceries, I slipped in a couple sandwiches in my basket. After shopping, I chatted with the men, and played with their dog, as they ate their sandwiches. When they were done I got in my car and began to drive home feeling pretty good about myself.
About a minute and a half later, I stopped at a red light. There was a man standing on the corner with a tattered cardboard sign. Still feeling pretty good about myself, I said, “Good afternoon.”
I’m a little bummed that I started my blog to late to actually write about the recent election. It would have been fun to write about voting as subversion, how we form our values, and Christian involvement in the political scene. This recent election has been especially interesting from a personal perspective. I recently moved to Seattle from Anchorage, Alaska. It has been a little odd to move from a state that would identify itself as “conservative” to a city that would probably identify itself as “progressive” (though I think they should reclaim the word, “liberal”). Neither side really understands the other. Continue reading