While I had planned to recap my weekend for you today, I am afraid I can't. What I did this weekend, is what it really means to follow Christ. It's marveling at a 1200 dollar pair of shoes and wondering how many could be fed. It walking around in a mall, and oohing and ahhing at an expensive jewelry store, and reminding myself not to store up treasures on this Earth. It's realizing that even if some don't get you, there is a little boy who gave me validation. It's knowing that Jesus is in the ice cream shop and the backyard. it's knowing that the people who need the most grace are the ones you wouldn't expect me. Poor wallet, rich heart would anyone ask for that? Maybe we need to, I do.