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was two days of fun bringing the law gang around LA, and also a chance for me to visit all my favorite spots again. i never realized how much i love santa monica and the promenade. it's always so... refreshing. and happy.
last night was spent at Weller Court, orochon ramen, and then pinkberry just down the street. thank God for His sharpness--I had this uneasiness about this guy at the Office Depot parking lot who turned out to be the parking attendant. he must have called the tow truck on us, but we left just in time--and found another outside pinkberry.
then it happened. as we were leaving pinkberry, a black, possibly homeless man, came up to me asking for change. one of the many i've encountered here. despair in his voice. pleading eyes. outstretched hand.
i forced myself to look away. and i walked away.
i don't know why, but it was different this time. something just gripped me. my heart sank. my shoulders were suddenly burdened. i was so pissed at myself, for having walked away. we made our way back to their hotel in hollywood.
i couldn't explain it but my spirit was crushed on the way back from their hotel. it was like he needed God and i knew it. that man needed to know that God is good. even in his situation. he needed to know that he can still dream.
but i walked away, still.
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wake-up call?
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this song. made me cry.
Press Play - One Life
because every word is so true. what would You have me do?
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