Thoughts of a Non Meaningless Venture.

So Almost Everyone Remembers the days when Telemarketers Wouldn't leave you alone, I do. Its funny because lately I keep getting calls like that..only this time they want my blood. I took a call this evening telling the lady on the phone, (poor lady, she has to make the most embarrassing calls, asking for peoples blood..weird.) politely, that I want going to make an appointment just now, but I had been considering giving blood soon. She then Quietly ended the conversation. So yeah...I want to give blood soon. Oklahoma! Yeah, Oklahoma, on the five o' clock news this evening around the same time of the phone call, the news anchor said something along the lines of, ..." The Governor of Oklahoma has declared a state of emergency for the state, and urges all civilians to stay indoors, and Give Blood to the Red Cross." It was an odd statement, as my mom commented, because in her words," Well, what does He expect, for the people to leave when he told them to stay and give blood." funny, so maybe when I give my blood I will give it will go to Oklahoma, and the non accustom drivers in there wintry mix of a state. And alas the bad driving, I laughed when my states so overly smart people decided to take corners at 40 miles an hour on frozen roads. I laughed my head off. Southerners aren't accustom to driving in snow. Its sad but true. Even today I began thinking about this at work and soon after as my mind was drifting, I waited on a man who was completely from the south...like dang. And the presence that he carried with him just didn't sit well with me, he was nice, but he smelled, and just felt grungy. I dunno, I then, in retrospect, found myself uncomfortable, and later regretted it. Lately I have been reading allot about the poor and out, and this man just took me off guard. From his thick long droning accent to his appearance, I regret I wasn't really impressed, I even felt annoyed. Looking back my perception of this man was completely not something Jesus would have done. Even after so much ministry in my past I find my self now being numbed to the desperation and need of individuals. So today was a wake up call, and I continue to long and desire to work once again with the poor. Its a different enviorment here in the land of suburbia, than in desperate places, we have our poor,but we all have so much, and its hard, being numb to need is all to common. And even now in light of the horrible Disaster in Hatti I am beginning to think that the giving is waning, and people have lost interest. "Ha! Fad over, lets move on the the next thing." I dunno, from day to day I see so much superficial and materialistic interaction, and I'm drowning! End all I need to wake up!