each sunday, we take lunches to many areas of atlanta. one place is near some RR tracks in a patch of woods.
some guys have set up their own shacks, or huts, or lean-to’s, and we’re getting to know and love them.
last week, we were hanging out, sharing a meal together, and somebody got started singing ‘hall & oates’ tunes. don’t know how it started, but there we were, standing in the woods, around the back of my truck, singin and laughin and havin a good time….”remember this one?” or “how bout this one?” “was that hall and oates?”…..”oh, yeah, that’s a good one”
sharing food is more than just sharing food. (don’t worry, we pray together sometimes, too…)
eh
“i can’t go for that, noooooo, no can do” (stuck in your head now. HA!)