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I am a man with a great love for my Lord, the church and her members, and for coffee, strong and black.
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Friday, November 25, 2011

daily java

Daily Java:
So God created human beings in his own image. In the image of God he created them; male and female he created them. (Genesis 1:27)
Dragged my over-stuffed body to the mall today to watch the crowds. It really was a great experience. Since my wife is handicapped, we park next to the door. So we got to walk to the front door quickly. Of course, then there is the whole mall to walk, but at least we didn’t have to go far to go to the car.

Of course, before the mall, we threw in Macy's, Marshall's and Pier One to boot. So we had walked a ways before we got to the mall itself.

The really interesting thing is that in several hours of walking around commercial establishments, all we bought was wrapping paper at Target for $2.50. Nothing else. Went through the entire mall and bought naught, nothing, nada, nix, nicht. We are the only people we know that can go to the mall and not buy a thing.

We treat it as sort of a museum to commercialism. We look and check out stuff, but rarely buy anything. Quite frankly, there is little we need, so going to the mall is more of a sight-seeing venture for us.

But, oh, the infinite variety of people that I got to see. It is amazing at God's human diversity.

Being Black Friday, there a  million people there. And they were of all ages and all races. And they were all God’s children, created in the image of God himself.

I sat outside Bath and Body Works (I hate that store) while waiting for Ella and our daughter Abby and just watched. Tall, short, well-off looking, poor-looking, thin fat, older, younger – they were all there. And they were fascinating to see.

There was one couple in which the man was a good foot shorter than the woman (you could tell the little boy was his), there were interracial couples, there were older couples and a few young couples. Some looked no more than mid teen, embarrassed to be holding hands but liking it so much.

Gangs of guys would come by, then a gathering of girls. The occasional single person would be seen, but for the most part, people were paired off.

And it was great. I loved it. It is one of the favorite things I do. And Black Friday was a gold mine.

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