Wednesday, Part 1

Hello Ruth, Pastor Todd, Kog, Mom, Dad, Tim Steffens, Abrahamsens, Jessica, and everyone else who has been following along with our blog! It’s 10:09 when I’m starting, let’s see how fast I can do this…

Today was a bit different in that we ended up with two branches of our team. Glen, Andy, Kenny, both Dans, David, and Pastor Lenny went to a local penitentiary to witness to a few of the inmates. The rest of us headed over to a men’s drug rehabilitation center and do our repertoire of dramas.

According to the accounts I’ve heard from the crew at the jail, a few of the guys ran into a snag in that the facility is normally only supposed to let visitors 18 and over visit the inmates, but a few of the guys were 17. The whole crew was reluctantly let in after the obligatory ultimatum to not cause trouble. While they only had an audience of eight, all were open to hearing the Word of God.

On the men’s rehab center side, we had an audience of about two dozen guys. It was a bit cramped for space, but the group did extremely well despite the conditions. The view through the lens was a bit interesting. As we’ve already established, I’m of the persuasion that “Everything” is one of the most powerful dramas that we’ve ever put together. I do feel that I’m a bit jaded though, because I’ve had many female friends who have cut themselves and done the binging and purging and gotten hurt by guys, so a large degree of my sensitivity to the issues addressed is vicarious and out of hurt for them. Since I personally didn’t go through most of these issues myself, as most guys I know haven’t, I didn’t know how it would impact a group of men. I was pleasantly surprised to see that every eye in the room was intently focused on the drama at hand, and I could see many of them were deep in thought, sifting through memories. Tom S. and Gary both shared their testimonies. Both were very heavy hitters to this group of men; I saw a group of guys gravitate toward them at the end during the altar call. It was really nice to see such a positive response. A couple of the guys even helped me pack up my gear!

We stop back at mission control for lunch, and about half an hour later we were off to Toccoa Falls college. We weren’t there for an edumakashun, we were there to see Toccoa falls. One humorous anecdote here, the entrance to the falls is behind the gift shop, so our team had to go through it. Shocking as it may be (note sarcasm), some of the kids *had* to stop and buy something, in most cases edible. The look on the cashier’s face made my day. It seemed that the cashier’s entire compliment of customers today was likely three students and a raccoon – now she had forty-somewhat teens going through. If she had that look any longer, I think she might have called for backup.

Okay, it’s 11:47 and I’m already shot. So this will be the first blog entry to have those three dreaded words:

To Be Continued…

Wednesday, Part 1