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Joined: Mar 2001
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Hard-core CEG'er
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Hard-core CEG'er
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Originally posted by RandyCSVT:
as far as divine intervention I have a few pretty good stories.
I've got one divine intervention story as well. In summer 2001 I went to D.C. with a select group of peers from my church and three advisors (all of us as white as ghosts, if you catch my drift). We made the mistake of taking the city bus, which would have been okay except for a transfer at the intersection of Florida Ave NW/NE and N. Capitol St. NE., which in my opinion is one of the most ghetto and reverse-racist (oxymoron I know) sections of D.C. After ten minutes of evil-eyes from everyone at that bus stop, litter thrown at us and threats from one drunk of what he was gonna do to us if we got on that coming bus, we ended up crossing the street into a gas station parking lot with no clue what to do, when two women randomly showed up in a tiny car (Festiva?) persistently asking if we needed help. After hearing our story they were prepared to take us one-by-one to our destination (Hard Rock Cafe) in that tiny car if a bus didn't show up. They flagged down a bus heading in a different direction, explained to the driver our situation and asked him if he could get us straight to our destination. They flat-out refused monetary compensation from my advisors nor did we get their full names.
Every once in a while I sit back and recall the situation, and ask God to send blessings their way, wherever they might be now, for helping and protecting me and my friends that night.
(As for the location we were to be volunteering for the rest of that week, it was at 12-16 P. St. NE, just a block from that particular intersection. However, there I met some of the most wonderful and interesting people in the heart of a less than ideal section of the city, and it became easily one of the most, if not the most, enriching weeks of my life.)
With regard to what God has in store for me, I have no clue at this point in my life. I still consider myself highly naive to life and my surroundings (after all, people go through things like that every day and it was one of the worst experiences of my life), but hopefully someday I'll be granted the opportunity to wake up and look around me -- and most importantly, that I be granted the preparedness for the occasion.
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