today

this morning, i woke up.  found it difficult to pray.  i admit, i went back to sleep like i've been doing for the past several months....

had a foul dream in which i was engaged in some inappropriate sexual activity...but before i could fully engage in the activity, pastor sheila snatched me up and began to lay hands on me and pray for me.

then i woke up.

this afternoon, immediately after my last class dismissed, a young man dressed in blue slacks, a white shirt, and tie came in.  he looked familiar.  tall.  slender.  he asked if he could speak with me.  i told him to hold on while i worked with one of my students.  after she left, i approached him.  he said..."i don't know if you remember me but you spoke to me in October 2011...."....

and then it dawned on me....i remember that evening too.  he used to work for our school's cleaning crew.  one night in october 2011, we were on the elevator together and i noticed he looked down.  i asked him what the matter was and he told me life was overall crappy.  he looked depressed.  he didn't have enough money to go back to drexel so he was working this job just to make ends meet.

we got off the elevator....

but the Holy Spirit told me to go back and just give him some words of encouragement.  i told him that no matter what the situation looked like, it was going to be ok.  i told him not to worry.

shortly thereafter, i saw him again....i think Ron and I had gone downtown or to old city...and i saw him...this time, being handcuffed and placed in the back of a police vehicle.  he said he wasn't in trouble.  that he had temporarily lost his mind and asked the police to help him.

he now works in a coffee shop in germantown.  he wanted to stop down at the school to see me.   he hasn't been able to get back to school, but he told me he's planning on taking the tests to become an officer in Delaware County.

i invited him to church on Sunday.  he said he's Muslim but he would like to come anyway.

interesting.  God....what?

ok.