January 18, 1998

UNCARING

I got into Intercession City, FL around 5:30 p.m. and pulled in to the Church of G-D for the evening service. They seemed to be a friendly group. It looked like there might be a guest speaker. He sounded that he was from Britain.

The sermon was quite long but the words seemed just to be empty. Nothing really happened for the good after the service. The minister hemmed and hawed after the service when I asked him if there was a chance for me to either possibly camp out around the church or maybe stay inside. I should have known what his answer was going to be because his wife chimed in that people don't really take kindly with people camping out around the church.

Who's picture did they have a picture on the one of the walls in the church. Surely Y'SHUA wouldn't turn people away. The minister and his wife said that they were not carrying any money but I wasn't begging for anything. There was one excuse after another.

The minister even went as far as asking me why I didn't express my need to him before the service. How could I? He didn't introduce himself. He had the chance. Normally you would expect that a pastor would want to greet and meet a strange face.

There was nothing that I could do but to head out in the dark. I didn't feel comfortable doing this because the batteries in my helmet light were quite low. At least, I had enough light from the moon to see the white line on the edge of the highway. It was around eleven at night when I finally found a place to camp out.