NJ

NJ's got everything in just the place that makes you think... huh. As I was driving onto Rutgers campus tonight I drove by a store called "Havanna Grocery" it sat next to the Chinese Laundry and across the street from the "Picken Chicken" place. Perhaps it's because I'm tired but I've never seen such a calamity of stores put together on the same street corner. Just down a bit further was the ROCKOUT hall. That was my pick of the four to explore.

This morning on The View the ladies were talking about how suicide rates were up for folks in their middle age. They blamed it on the internet and how people no longer communicate with each other. Oddly enough my purpose for this blog is to write things that you'll talk about with each other. My hope is that reading this will make you want to call your friend and say, "Hey girl. So today I..." or "Hello Friend, I need you right now to tell me I'm..."

I was inspired by four girls walking down the street today arm in arm. One tried to turn back but her friend on her right and left didn't let her break arms with them. She was obviously upset about something. The friends knew she needed to keep on walking and so they held her up as they walked on forward, not allowing their friend to turn back. Why did she want to turn back? I'm not sure. Doesn't matter. What matters is she was surrounded by three folks that cared enough about her to link arms with her and get her where she needed to go. Those were good friends. I've got some good friends. My weakness is allowing them to link arms with me and get me where I need to be. Do you let your friends help you? Do you tell them when you need help? In closing I hope this blog pushes you to rely on others. To be in community with one another and LOVE EACH OTHER.

Exodus 17 is a fab story of friends helping each other out in a battle...
Here's verse 12: When Moses' hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up—one on one side, one on the other—so that his hands remained steady till sunset.

written in Sommerset, NJ on 4.1.08