I had the fantastic opportunity to visit El Salvador June 6-16 as a mission trip with my home church in Chicago. From the get-go, I was determined to emerge myself and learn from a culture so different from my own. While others spoke on “the poverty of this third world country,” all I could see was beauty in virtually everything: interacting with total strangers in El Jobo, arm wrestling the pastor of a church in Santa Tecla (and losing, but to my defense, he was thrice my size), taking straight shots of hot chili sauce with new friends in San Miguel, riding the back of a pickup truck to El Cuco, and the food — oh my God, their pupusas…amazing!
Following an attempt to brown his shell, Humpty Dumpty – a large, white egg – fractured into many pieces Tuesday when he fell off a wall, police said. Shortly after the fall, all the king’s men and horses attempted and failed to put Dumpty together again.
“Bro, I have this gift card for Steak ‘n’ Shake, and I’m starving.”
I don’t even know if I finished my sentence when my roommate suddenly poked his head over his laptop screen and proclaimed: “Let’s go.”
My remark was hardly an invitation to go, but his impulsive interest was mighty persuasive.
This morning, I paid a little visit to an oral surgeon to have all 4 of my wisdom teeth ripped out. As I made myself comfortable in his operating chair, the doc attached an IV to my arm, asking if I’ve ever been put to sleep before. I answered with an honest “no,” to which he routinely laughed and responded: “See you later.”