Harder for a rich man to get into the Kingdom of God...

"Harder for a rich man to get into the Kingdom of God..."

November 11 , 2009

Christ said "It is harder for a rich man to get into the Kingdom of God than..."

You know what Christ said.

2PM. I am looking out my window, and I see my blind friend Joel getting off the city bus. My blind friend Joel is able to get around a town like Miami by city bus even though he is blind.

Last week, my blind friend Joel told me that he used to live in the room which I'm currently living in.

Joel told me that he built the shelves that I use everyday in my bathroom.

And he is BLIND.

A blind man built my bathroom shelves.

I've never built bathroom shelves.

These are the kinds of incredible people I live with in this low-income building. It's an ugly building, trust me. A real eye-sore. But the people are amazing. Most are poor, some are mentally ill, and maybe that's why they are so down to earth and genuine.

I once lived in a much higher-end building in South Beach, with a beautiful pool in the middle of the yard. The tenants were mostly young, beautiful, and had plenty of money. Everyone was out for themselves. The building did not have a nice atmosphere permeating it.

I remember going to the laundry room, and seeing that a woman had left her clothes in the washing machine. The machine was done washing and I needed to put my own clothes in, so I proceeded to remove the woman's clothes from the washing machine.

I have to admit that, up until that day, I did not know that they made "dental-floss thong underwear" this small.

What a revelation this was to me that day. Almost changed my whole outlook on life.

I mean, if you're going to wear dental-floss panties that are less than 1 inch in width, why not just forget the whole thing and go without underwear?

healing from south beach dental floss thongs

Not the actual item I found in my washing machine, obviously. That would be creepy, and make me an absolute FREAK which, as is plain to see on this webside, I most definitely am NOT.

Moving along.

I never did find out who those dental-floss thongs belonged to, but I have to say that, underwear not withstanding, I am much happier living in the low-income building I'm currently residing in now, where my blind friend Joel lives.

Thanks for having built those shelves, Joel. I use them daily. You're blind and you can work with your hands better than I can.

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