You ain't got not SCHLITZ MALT LIQUOR? You ain't Representin'!


So, we've moved to Huntsville (long story, and if you don't know the whole story, there's probably a reason)

Maybe I'll post it all someday.

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The nearest Grocery Store to the house is not the best place to be after dark or before sunrise.

I've been there twice.  Once after dark and once before sunrise.

And both times, I've been hit up for change by a total stranger.  When I declined, they persisted.

NOW, those of you that know me...  Know that I would truly give the shirt off my back to someone in need. 

But both times, the person appeared to be drunk/high (base on alcohol smell, demeanor, gait, etc...)

On the second occasion, the grocery store employee called the police and got into a shouting match as the woman staggered off back down the street...

I guess the old cliche' comes to mind and the real question is:  What would Jesus do?

Would he have picked the lady up and given her a ride, even considering that she was pretty drunk, pretty ROUGH, and acting crazy?

Would he have given her money, KNOWING that she needed it to pick up a six-pack?  Offered to buy her something to eat?  Ignored it and left, like I did?  Stopped and tried to talk to her and used it as a chance to witness?

How much danger do you put yourself in when you have your own safety (as a father and Husband) to think of?

Anyone?  Anyone?  Bueller?

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