This past weekend Beth and Lee had terrific adventures in the great city of Chicago, Illinois (pictures will be posted soon). It was full of adventure and excitement of all sorts. We can now navigate the trains, buses, and downtown streets like nobody’s business. The reason we were in Chicago is because Lee is a Cubs fan from way back in the day, growing up watching Ryne Sandberg on WGN and listing to Harry Carey call the games from the booth. Incredible.
Lee had never been to Wrigley field, so Beth got him tickets as a wedding present and they ventured North to Chicago to watch the cubbies get beat by the Astros, but it was a blast.
Our adventures on the train start with our booking a hotel at O’Hare Airport and actually flying in at Midway Airport. Suffice to say, taking the Orange Line and Blue Line trains gives you the ‘nickel tour’ of Chicago and takes approximately and hour of travel time, so we laughed at ourselves a lot.
It was also a challenge to know how to interact with the numerous homeless people with grace and to the glory of Jesus Christ. The poor are beloved and precious people that Christ had tremendous mercy on, and I feel that it falls to Christians to have the same compassion and tenderness. But, at the same time, it is very challenging when you are on the streets and are not prepared to give them a dollar (or whatever) and talk to them about Christ or at least take a moment to show them that we know that they are real people. It is amazing how people just see these broken people and pretend they are nothing but doorstops with cardboard signs and bad teeth. It is sad that on Michigan Avenue, surrounded by opulent wealth, extravagant boutiques, and million dollar skyrise condos, that these people are completely marginalized and ignored.
Resolved: To do all that I can to love on poor homeless people and, at the very least, point them to find solace and help in the Church (referring to the body of true Christians, not just nominal Christians). More specifically, should I ever go to a metro area again, to use some spare money to purchase gift cards at McDonald’s and, if time permits, to sit down for a meal and talk to these real people about their lives and about the hope and salvation found in Jesus Christ.
James 2:5-6
“Listen, my beloved brothers, has not God chosen those who are poor in the world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom, which he has promised to those who love him? But you have dishonored the poor man.”
What a lesson this trip was that we, who have some and even much, have a great deal to learn from broken and poverty stricken people. We, who are reliant on ourselves, dependent on our bank accounts and paychecks, are in need of faith like that of the poor, who have nothing to count on but the grace, mercy, and provision of Jesus Christ. Praise God that He is the One who provides for us, whether we act like it or not. Just to think about the thousands upon thousands of people in Louisiana and far East Texas is a reminder that a good job, deep savings, good portfolio, and nice stuff is not promised and not a source of real, everlasting, unchanging hope for us. It is God who gives and God who takes away, it is Him who we must look to in the face of Jesus Christ to have any hope for anything good in this world or the next.
Well, I guess I will write more of our adventures in a couple of days. Think about where your hope is, I have been for a while and, particularly, since being in Chicago.
Teaser: Next blog thread, why did Lee and Beth spend Sunday night in an overpriced, run down Howard Johnson Motel in downtown Chicago?

