cowboys and aliens...and a musty smelling old man

today we took evelyn to see cowboys and aliens at the dollar theater as her first movie going experience. appropriate for her age? yeah, i thought so too. she surprised all of us, didn't get upset by the loudest of sounds and ended up sleeping through the climax of the plot and the ending. we promised to fill her in later. apparently an aging harrison ford and daniel craig just didn't do it for her.

as we were leaving an old man approached us. he smelt of must and was carrying a bag and a jacket. he looked and smelt homeless. he came up to us so quickly it sort of took us off guard and started talking to us about the movie and when he tapped out that topic swiftly moved to talking about what it must be like to be an extra in a movie. we eventually started to push the stroller forward, smiling and wishing him well as we moved toward the parking lot.
i've thought a lot about that man today. thought i could have been more gracious with my time and given him a few more minutes of conversation because it just seems like that is what he needed. to talk. if i could go out and find him...i just might. i don't mean this to sound cliche but i started to think about how much God loves that old, musty smelling man just as much as He loves me. it makes me sad to think i rushed off so quickly and really just brushed him off. sometimes, many times, i just need to talk and i'm so thankful i have people in my life to listen what i have to say...even if it is talking about nothing at all. sometimes nothing at all is just what is most important in a day. i asked for forgiveness of my selfishness and for a chance to listen to someone else, or to give of myself to someone else in their moment of need.
today was a big day...for all of us.