This weekend has been one thing after another. It's 446 am Monday morning and I'm still not to sleep.
Friday night we had our Leadership Community family meal, about 20 of us. We discussed what's taking place and what we want to see take place. I meet Mandy to ride the train towards the apt together. She went home and I went to Barnes and Noble at Lincoln Center to meet Adam Spooner for a perusal of books and a grande, 6-pump, no water-no-ice, iced chai. We also, went and had a quick steak dinner at Steakhouse on Fairway... I highly recommend it... topped the evening off with a little 
Run, Fatboy, Run. It was decent. I bedded down around 4 am after sending an e-mail to my friend asking for 400k to help Mandy and I buy an apartment in the city so we can rinse and repeat for years to come.
Woke up Sat morning at 7 headed to Columbia U's Walk the Walk, Stop the Talk community service project. We took our missional community to paint fences and guerilla garden in Harlem till 2pm. It was a great time just being out in the midst of people wanting to serve and help the community. Both believers and non-believers. I can't wait to see how we can help later and use our contacts to really make a difference there.
I went to help a friend move from the Upper East Side to Brooklyn after that till 530 pm. I threw my back out caring a table, and it hates me now, but I'll survive. The cool thing was that this guy was moving during the day and getting engaged that night to his girlfriend. They are excited about starting a life together, and who can blame them... It's all up hill from here on out. We moved most of her stuff and they were going to move most of his later... I'm really excited for them. Best of all I got to help them move, serve them. They had a lot of people back out at the last minute and no-show on them, some for good reasons (Adam), others for lame ones (you know who you are)... Anyways. Kory's the man and Amanda an awesome person.
After helping them, I headed to the apt. parked the Pathfinder hurriedly to wash up and head to what I thought was going to be a great musical/play... man was I wrong. I couldn't have been more wrong than say taking a blind man to a silent movie. It was
Sunday in the Park with George. It has won many awards, but I can't understand how, for the life of me.... More on that play later... dually noted, never see a play that has Sunday in its title, nor In the Park with George attached to it either. A major snorefest, as if I weren't already exhausted from painting, moving, parking, no sleep and man-dating it up on Friday night.
Lastly, Mandy and I topped the night off with a fist-pumping, "to hell with" South Beach late night Dessert run for a Nutella, strawberry stuffed crepe for her and a slice of original NYC cheesecake for moi (french for me). Hit the sack around 1am loaded to the gills with cheesecake and back meds. Up at 9, at Origins greeting by my lonesome self 200+ peeps with a smile/grimace coupled with a firm handshake that rattles my core and small of my back area, stealing my legs making me look overtly Pentecostal... Loved every minute of it. (grin)
Tyson, said some amazing things today that challenged me, and I'll post those later. We had a missional community leaders lunch meeting at Cafe con Leche and it went well. I was slightly not myself, overtly aggressive/passionate on some things. Well, i made it home with Mandy, who I hadn't really seen, nor will see till next weekend, because she is grading the State Math tests for a meager 40 dollars and hour on the side. An extra 1500 in a week and a half. She gets to keep it and use it for herself to pamper and primp (please do not misconstrue that as PIMP, there's an extra "R" in there). And we went to bed sleep till 8 pm. tonight and we had dinner and I went back down to Chelsea 107 blocks from home via $14 cab ride saw the movie Stop-loss with a friend whom I respect and serve unconditionally. He convinced me to walk home
from the movies, 4 1/2 miles to my door!!! I can't say that I have had a more intellectual conversation, nor a challenging one. There are so many things I want to do here, and there are so many things I want to see done here, but feel I need to pay my dues first. Unfortunately, I'm not sure what my dues are. I do know the more I read the scriptures, the more I notice men, who are yes men, get entrusted with great things by God and others... So, I am trying to figure out what it means to be a YES man for Origins.
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