Oh, Joe!

Here I am writing another blog late at night or I guess early in the morning since it is 12:14 am EST. Anyway, my wife and I had a relaxing time tonight. We had dinner at Trio, which by the way is great if you are in to eating healthy. Us eating together was a big deal because we hardly see each other due to our opposite work schedules and her being in grad school. You would think that I would devote my full attention to her tonight but tonight I was wondering super hard about a couple of particular people in Market Square (in downtown Knoxville). She knew it and it didn't bother her. These first group of people consisted of two couples. One had a dog and the other just got through eating or was just out for a walk. Lets just say both. Well, anyway as they were talking, the couple with the dog, had hands laid on them. I mean the other couple just started praying for the couple with the dog. Stuff like that shouldn't really catch me off guard but it did then. Don't get me wrong, I love that the other couple was publicly praying for this couple in need. I was wondering and I believe I mentioned to my wife, would I feel comfortable or brave to do that in public. Its easier said then done. I mean it would be different if it were people we know or halfway know. I dunno, I thought that was really cool seeing God's work at others hands. Its a lot diiferent seeing it out on the streets rather than the dinner table. Not that praying from the dinner table is bad. Its just flat out cool.

Ok, the second person is this older African American man that is always downtown. He looks like a Joe. I will just call him Joe, if that is ok with you all. He is a little out there, I think. The man talks to himself and he slow dances in the middle of the market square. He is in his own world. I wonder what is going through his head. He probably wonders what is going through my head as I watch him and he catches my eye. This older gentleman seems peaceful and content even through his wacked outness. He probably has not a worry in the world. No stress about house payments and bills. No care for politics and religion. I had a little envy for this man. Sometimes I wish I could just space out and dance in the middle of streets and express to the whole world what was going through my head out loud for everyone to hear. Joe taught me a little lesson. Don't hold back, let your voice be heard. Dance like there is no tomorrow. Tell your love ones that you truely love them. Tell God that you love Him. Thanks Joe.