Jockeystreet has a marvelous strory about the challenge of living up to one's principles when a group of homeless men crash his community potluck dinner:
Throughout the night, that tea bag had me conflicted. Because I couldn't deny the fact that this wasn't how I wanted my evening to go. And I couldn't deny the fact that those feelings were selfish, that, on some level at least, I was showing an eagerness to fight for ideals that I wasn't so willing to live.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
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2 comments:
What a great story! Thanks for the link. I'm going to link it to my church blog, they'll appreciate it...
Great story indeed. Thanks for sharing.
Respectfully,
Joseph
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