“I’ve seen love go by my door, it’s never been this close before…

…Never been so easy or so slow. Been shooting in the dark too long When somethin’s not right it’s wrong Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.”

You’re Gonna make me lonesome when you go. –Bob Dylan (1975)



Sunday:

I know that I am going out of order of the days of my weekend but, glory! Bite me this is the day that I drove home from Rachael’s house and I thought this one was more important. Glory, I woke Rachael up probably about 9:30am she needed to be at work for 1:00pm. We had a good morning, Quinten woke up, Rachael took a shower …and I and the Q-man make eggs for breakfast while listening to the sweet sounds of the Anti-Nowhere League and Rancid. Rachael came out of the shower smelling wonderful and looking even better!.. and we conversed of the night previous and about the next time I was planning on coming up for the weekend. John and Bekah came back to the house around this time and I had John take a photo of Rachael, Quinten and I because, I have pics of Rach and Quinten, Rachael and I and just photo’s of Just Quinten and I but, none of all of us together (I can’t wait to develop the film) Rachael at this point was gulping down a quick breakfast of oatmeal and running out the door to leave we kissed goodbye and settled that I would come up not this coming weekend but, the one afterward. Tim and Sharon came home around this time (while I was doing the dishes) and later on we had a Glorious lunch. I took a shower, packed up, said my “goodbyes” and headed out to Albany. This is when I get to the part of showing you how God is generous and merciful, even to his incredibly stupid children. I first stopped off at some gas station and check the air pressure in my driver’s side front tire, 10 lbs. under. Not Good. And so I went to the air pump and it said .50 cents to use. I opened up my wallet to not only not find any change at all but, no cash either. Damn. So I decided to go to the next station and get gas there because, I thought they had a free air pump so I got gas, used ye ole’ credit card and looked at there air machine to find out they charge too. SO I walked in and asked them if they would charge an extra bucko so I could use there machine and I got a resounding “no.” I little depressed I called upon the Lord and said “God I can’t drive home on this tire like this.” And after I finished my prayer I pulled my car around the side of the station where they have the air pump and checked my fluids. As I did this, an older women pulled up in a big ole’ Chrysler and said “Excuse me but, do you work here?” (She sees me working under the hood of my car) I replied “No” she said “I’ve been trying to find a place that will put air in my tires.” I turned to her and told her I would be happy to but, she said “No, I’ll try and get someone who works here, that’s there job but, thank you.” I smiled and continued to check my fluids, not two minutes later she came back outside and said they wouldn’t fill her tires (I could see all of her tires were flatter than a pancake) so I again told her I would fill them she, finally agreed and I went around the car. We were talking for the moment she told me of the difficulty of finding a place that would fill her tires, her son ect. I told her “Chivalry is dead.” And continued my work, I finished filling the tires and she thanked me and walked back inside the store. She came back out and gave me a dollar and I told her “no, it’s okay get your tires checked tomorrow.” She replied “take the money” I’ve learned not to argue with people. I took it and she told me “I was a gentleman.” I replied “My girlfriend tells me the same thing on occasion.” She smiled and drove away. As I stood there I realized that I could get my tires filled now. Not two minutes after I asked the Lord for help, He provided it for me. As she drove away, I lifted my eyes to the Heaven and thanked the Lord for this blessing. I cried aloud “The Lord is God, The Lord is One.” Walked inside the building and filled my tires with change to spare. Isn’t that just like the Lord? I don’t know how in this life, I can ever complain, the Lord always sees me through. As I was thinking those thoughts the verse Psalms 121 came to me:

1 I lift up my eyes to the hills- where does my help come from?

2 My help comes from the LORD , the Maker of heaven and earth.



3 He will not let your foot slip- he who watches over you will not slumber;

4 indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.



5 The LORD watches over you- the LORD is your shade at your right hand;

6 the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.



7 The LORD will keep you from all harm- he will watch over your life;

8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.

Even in the little things the Lord Blesses me beyond all measure, whenever I need Him even if it is just to get air for my tire, He’s there. I drove home to Albany and pondered on why the Lord blesses me so, did my work, called Rachael. Good Glory. Remember its not always turning water into wine, making the blind see and raising the dead a miracle, can be as simple as .50 cents when you need it. Keep the Faith, homies.