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 Yesterday, Steen, May-hay, and I had a girls day out in Chattanooga (or, as we now call it CHOO CHOO to tha NOOGA!)  It was in incredible day and I will be posting part 2 with pictures desrcibing the adventures we had.  But, for now I want to post part of our new friend Nathan’s Blog.   Nathan runs a shop called WORLD NEXT DOOR – check it out! 
 
“Today in the shop three young ladies from Canton, GA (does that make them Cantonese? They definitely weren’t Asian…) stopped in and were very excited about our merchandise and what we’re doing as a business. Which was really encouraging. They made their purchases and continued on their vacation day. I was glad to have sold some stuff, but didn’t really think much of it until they came back in right before closing. They had with them Chattanooga’s Street Poet. I haven’t caught her name yet, but many of my fellow Chattanoogans know who I’m talking about. For those who don’t, she’s a woman, probably in her late thirties, who roams downtown and offers to recite an original poem in exchange for a few bucks. I think she’s homeless, but I’m not completely sure. I’m pretty sure she’s not employed and has a hard time providing for herself. I’m also pretty sure she’s not a crackhead or an alcoholic. Anyway the C.S.P. tried on a few outfits for the Cantonese ladies, who gave her their honest opinions in the way that only a group of women shopping together can. The C.S.P. picked out a blouse and skirt outfit that really made her look nice, and the Cantonese ladies picked up the tab for her. This is a woman who usually walks up to you in a grungy T-shirt and tattered jeans. She left the shop with her new clothes on and a new smile on her face. I learned later that they had also taken her out to eat earlier for some Thai food, which she had never tasted before. It was an honor to assist in my small way with such a beautiful picture of anonymous love. The Cantonese ladies did not have an air of doing the C.S.P. a favor. I think they were sincerely enjoying her company, even though they’re from out of town and had only just met her.

So here again we’ve got blessing magnified on several angles, unexpected by all parties. You’ve got the C.S.P., who had a wonderful night out on the town with spur-of-the-moment friends, and who is now enjoying a nice, new set of clothes. I’m sure she feels like a million bucks right now, and more importantly, she might even have some inkling that she’s worth it. I hope she writes a poem about it. Then you’ve got the Cantonese ladies, who enjoyed her poetry and her company, and found in her an opportunity for a really sweet ministry that even other members of the body of Christ might not have gone so far as to pursue. Then you’ve got all the overseas cooperatives that benefitted from their purchases — in India, Kenya, Ghana, China and Ecuador in this case — receiving the fruits of the fair trade movement. And then there’s me, the guy at the cash register, sitting back and watching it all happen, but in the back of my mind knowing that part of the reason it can happen at all is because the Lord has placed me in this line of work to keep the shop running and open.

Incidentally, one of the Cantonese ladies is going on a year-long mission to 11 countries with her husband, and she’ll be blogging about it at tarabruce.theworldrace.org.”