Blondin 3 Ring Circus

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Nose Piercing, Homeless Men & Eye Liner

Posted by ab39 on November 5, 2007

This evening, Olivia (my 14, soon to be 15 yr. old) went with me to the grocery store.  We decided to make this weekly grocery trip to WalMart and I was anxious to get there and get back home.  While driving there, we came to a red light and noticed that a homeless man was laying in the grass on the side of the road taking a nap.  He was very grungy looking, and had nothing with him but a piece of cardboard – which he was using as a pillow.  Olivia noticed him first and pointed him out to me and asked me why he was sleeping so close to the road.  I told her I didn’t know why…and we drove on to the store.

Once we got into WalMart, we had a plan.  We had already made out our grocery list, so I gave her several items to go find and we split up….hoping to make this trip go by a little quicker than usual.  She found all the items I had asked her for…plus 1 more!  With a big smile on her face, she looked at me and said, “Mom,….as you know I will be 15 in just a couple of months.  This means I am growing up a little more. Right?”  I looked at her grinning, mischievious face and agreed that she was growing up.  She continued with “Well, several of my friends at school have told me that if I were to wear a little eye liner, it would bring out my eyes more and pull the makeup all together on my face.”  –  I looked at her strangely and said, “Pull the makeup together?  What does that mean?”  She replied with an exasperated tone, “MMOOMM, it just means it would look good on me. And, so while I was passing the make up aisle, I stopped and looked at the eye liner and found this one.  🙂  Can I get it?”  After looking it over and discussing other options, I finally gave in and told her she could get the eye liner.  She was very happy and gave me a hug and we continued on our grocery shopping quest in WalMart.

We finally got it all in the basket and headed for the cashier.  I did not pay attention to the young girl who was scanning our items, but apparently Olivia was.  Towards the end of our bagging and loading back into the cart, Olivia whispers in my ear, “Mom, look at the girl.  She is soo cute.”  I looked up at her and sure enough, she was very cute.  She was an african american girl, not much older than 18.  She was just cute as could be and had a beautiful smile to her.  She just seemed like she was genuinely nice.  This is what I saw in her….Olivia saw something different.  I told Olivia that she was right, and the young lady was cute.  As we were leaving the store, Olivia looks at me and says, “Didnt she look good with it?”  Now, mind you….I on occasion can read my children’s minds, but tonight I was just way too tired for it.  I looked back at Livie and said, “Are you talking about the cashier or am I missing something?”  —  “Yes, mom….the cashier.  Her nose piercing was small and really nice on her.  Can I get my nose pierced?”  This definetly took me off guard and I just looked at her.  Livie’s eyes were just sparkling and her smile was huge….she already knew what I was going to say, but she just had to ask it.  We talked about it all the way out to the car and while we were loading bags.  We both agreed that she was not to get one right now….or any time soon….or maybe never….and she better be ready to deal with her dad if she ever does.  🙂  She thought this was hilarious and laughed and laughed….mainly because she knew she had gotten me in a tither about it all!

Back on the road, heading home….there he was again.  The homeless man. Except this time, he was standing on the side of the road and he looked pitiful.  He had rolled one of his pant legs up and the whole side of his leg was raw….bleeding and infected.  It looked as if someone had tried to bandage it, but the bandage was full of blood and it was obvious that it was infected.  He was filthy….his face was covered in dirt and even tho he was standing there with his sign asking for money, he was staring off into space.  It truly was heartbreaking for both Olivia and I to see. Olivia looks at me and says, “Mom, would you ever let me go homeless?  Wouldnt you always make sure that would never happen to me?”  This was a harder question for me to answer.  I hesitated for a moment, and then tried to answer her question the best way I knew how. 

WOW!  Within 90 minutes, Olivia had asked me three questions about homeless people, eye liner and nose piercing!  I was not prepared to hear any of them and I’m not sure I answered any of them correctly.  But for now, I’m glad she was with me tonight and that we got to spend time together and that she felt like she could ask and say those things to me. 

There have been a lot of things going on in my life since this past spring.  We have made some changes in our lives that have affected each one of us here in the Blondin household…and I am not sure this is going to slow down quite yet.  God has taught me some large lessons over the past several months.  He has pointed one thing after another to me that has made me take a long, hard look at my heart and my attitude.  One thing I have always had is head knowledge about God, now I am learning heart knowlede. There is power in my continual conversation (or prayer) with God.  No matter how large or how small my concerns or questions are, He wants to hear about it.  God reminded me of that again tonight as Olivia and I passed the homeless man.  We both agreed that we should pray for him to find some help with his leg and that he would be safe and warm over the next few months.  Soo…we did.  Our prayers were not long and full of adjectives….nope…just short and sweet….but, I know God knew exactly what we were requesting. 

Soo, my encouragement for you today is just this….talk to God.  He wants to hear from us.  He loves us more than we could ever imagine.  Ask him questions….whether they are large questions, or small ones….He loves to hear it.  Quit finding answers thru yourself, or others…..let Him give you answers.  You might find it awkward to have a conversation with God…which is praying…but the more you do it, the easier it gets and the more you want to do it!  Keep your focus looking UP! And remember to pray….He would love to hear from you!  🙂

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