Coffee Spills

What I hear and see and think about at the coffee shops I patronize.
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Someday . . .

I chatted briefly with a young teen--maybe 14--alone at the coffee shop. There are about 570 kids from the Lima area here at Lakeside for camp. He had a fragile, geeky appearance. He's going to wow all the girls in about 5 years and probably grow into a self confident, capable adult, but right now I can tell he's really uncomfortable with his height and weight, skin, voice, and thoughts. But he was carrying his Bible. He's got a true friend who won't let him down.


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