Two short stories:
(insert racial tensions between the black and white cultures of North Louisiana)
I'm sure my dad probably doesn't remember this conversation but it has stuck with me. Riding in the truck home after a cross country practice in high school he was telling me about his day. As the principal of an elementary school he had to make a trip up to the local school board office. There he had to argue with the payroll department for his janitorial staff to receive their appropriate pay and benefits. This was part of an ongoing battle of mishaps that never favored the janitorial staff. I asked my what made him keep doing that. I still remember his reply, "Because I can see them as people"
The other story comes from a friend. I will not use names because I did not ask permission to share even though he gladly shared the story with me.......A homeless man in Asheville approached two guys in college on summer break and asked them for some money. One of the guys asked politely what he needed the money for. The homeless man said he just wanted to buy a beer. Surprised by the man's honesty the college guy offered to buy him a beer in exchange for some conversation. The three men shared a beer and discussed their lives and relationships with Jesus.
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