Update

I'm in Charlotte, NC. Back home, everything is interestinger and interestinger.

Sunday was Breakfast. Ham and eggs, bagels and coffee. Only it never happened.

TB writes:

"as it stands right now we have been kicked off the property. (The manager) has told everyone 'he was using us as a lesson to let everyone know he's in charge.'

the power is still on as of this moment. (BL) is tracking down that situation from the other end, people have contingencies in place as best they can with no where to go....

the red cross can help 25 people for 72 hours. that's all. then they are maxed out."

Sometime before the team arriving and anything actually happening, we got kicked off the property again. One of the team spoke up to the manager about something objectionable, and he decided he didn't like her attitude. Or her 'disrespect'.

"i could have let it ride

i could have genuflected

and pled mia culpa.

but no"

So there would be no more Dinners, no more Breakfasts and we were not to set foot on the property again.

The team packed up what they'd unpacked and headed across the road to the coffee shop, where the coffee we'd ordered was waiting along with some muffins and stuff.

"so we packed up

went and got the stuff from timmys

and went around back and opened the trunk

the police came by

and said what we were doing was great

and they were on again on wed

and if we wanted to have the dinner out there on wed

we could"

The world's first tailgate-party-church-breakfast.

So that's where things stand right now.

I'll end this with what she writes:

"these are stressful days - pray for peace that passes understanding. i'm only experiencing a tiny bit of the stress that makes up the lives of the women and men who live at (the Motel).

and for discernment to know when to stand and when to bend.

thanks for being in this with us. we couldn't do it without you!

(TB)

ps has my quote ever been so apropos? :)

“There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.”
- John Keats"

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