I wore pink today. Someone sent me a pink safety vest, and I had a hot pink sign. I took them both.
I had a case with a little over 60 Bibles. I had a feeling it would be a *better* day.
I was right.
For one, we had a great ride. The driver was wonderful and enjoyed eating his ice cream as he drove.
He also took Antoine. I have been wanting a "new" spot in Acres Homes. Gulf Bank @ Antoine was suggested, but I saw for myself it was a horrible median. Victory, or West Tidwell, are much better. I always hear of people getting shot over by Tidwell.
When the driver realized my plan, he slowed down so I could investigate each option. Once I saw Tidwell, though, I was very happy.
We got out and I got Ron locked and loaded. I had a little trouble pushing him - I kept bumping into jagged parts of the sidewalk. The impacts nearly caused Ron to drop the case!
I saw a lot of people begging in the vicinity. When they saw us they realized we were competition of some sort, and began glaring.
Welcome to Fondren.
I got over to our median, happily empty, and setup. The drivers began gaping as I donned my pink safety vest and unrolled my hot pink Free Bibles sign.
I handed out my first Bible within a few minutes. We worked for over an hour (we arrived early). I handed out 40, but 50 total (more on that).
I had a cheerleading section this time. At one point, an older black lady rolled down her window to gape at me. I headed over and she waved me off, nicely. I backed up and headed over to a latino lady who wanted 2. As I handed them over, the older lady began yelling encouragement. I thought it was very sweet - she even pumped her fist at me and waved as she drove off!
She had an interesting story to tell at church!
I heard a car honking to my left as I worked. I waved in the general direction and went back to work. They began honking again, and shouting. I looked back and 3-4 young asians were hanging out of the car windows, waving and grinning!
I had a couple other cars, clearly Christians, wave and grin as they saw me.
This is what they saw:
I had some recipients who were a lot of fun: one Nigerian guy had his window down (poor people never have power windows, or air conditioning, making them easy to serve). I had just found a FOE/BIC mixtape (Gospel Rap made with artist's permission) CD. I asked if he liked rap, he said yes. I asked how many Bibles he'd like, he said one. I handed the CD over along with the New Testament.
He took it, but looked at me reluctantly. "But I don't have any money" he said apologetically.
"Good!" I replied briskly! "I wouldn't take it!" I grinned at him, told him I'd be praying daily, and headed off as he thanked me.
Another lady really wanted 2 Bibles. Her car was in such bad condition she had to open her car door to receieve them, but said she didn't have any money. I told her the same thing as she gaped at me.
Southwest has a rather aggressive panhandler population. I have discovered I have to stand back about 10 feet from the curb so the cars feel "safe" approaching.
Of course I had people who said no. One said he didn't want a Bible because he wasn't a Christian. I said he could always read it and make his own decision. He made a blunt refusal and drove off.
A panhandler stopped working his corner and came to watch us for a while. After about 15 minutes, I felt led to go over to him. "I don't want no Bible" he said.
As I turned to go back to Ron, I saw a man get out of his car and head over to Ron (whom I'd left alone), attempting to give him money! I started yelling no repeatedly and got over there.
I told him "We don't want money, we want to give you this!" as I handed over the last whole Spanish Bible.
Ron's talking book machine acts as a boom box if you have a flash drive containing music. I brought my music.
One of my favorite Bible Handout songs is Gimme Dat by Ambassador. Ron laughed as I sang and danced the first time.
About 45 minutes later, I'm tired. I'm hot. My brains are cooked. Everyone's waving me off like a gnat. He cued it up again and all the people who'd just said no got treated to a little show!
I think people are getting used to me now. Instead of gaping in alarm, they're chuckling at me and grinning at the crazy Bible lady.
Good. Like I told Ron, nearly everyone who laughs at me will also take a Bible!
I was about run out. I decided to hand out two more Bibles and then wrap it up.
I handed out one.
Then a guy from church came running up. He saw me as he rode past on the bus. He got off and came over, wanting to help.
"I'll set you up!" I told him. I gave him a plastic bag with a sack of Bibles, Ron's sign, and my extra "Garment of praise" (safety vest)