What?

So it is time for Micah to be in court today.
Only he is not here.
So why are we?
While we wait, the judge hears another case.
Then the judge and public defender decide to call probation themselves, on behalf of the female defendant, to flex thier muscle.
The Judge was getting nowhere, embarrassed, he says on the phone "I am a superior court judge, in session, give me the director."
Only, to no avail.
The Judge looks up and addresses the few of us in the court room and says, "If I have this much difficulty getting help from the probation department can you imagine what it is like for those on probation?"
And there you have it.
Why I was there.
My reminder for the day, why I do what I do.
Because the system really is that bad.
And they need hope.
They need Jesus.

the blue room

so this week i went to see Edgar
but not before I met with Jesus
I didn't want to go empty handed
when I arrived kids were playing outside
they shouted Hi...
I wonder what will life be like for them in
10 years, growing up in South Central?
I stick out, I'm a white
woman with my bible and
notebook in hand.
I am a missionary in a foreign land.
I enter the blue room.
Edgar painted it blue when he first got out of jail.
I wonder does he know blue is a symbol of heaven; it signifies truth.
I do.

It's a shame...

Go Dodger Blue! Take me out to the ball game! Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks...I don't care if I ever get back. Has anyone figured out what my lil ole blog is about? Baseball....yes you got it. Actually it's about alot more than that. Because I don't seem to do just one thing at a time..no I cram as much into each event as I can. Thats me! I know myself. So last week, I was talking to Reid and we decided we would be off to the ballgame soon, then shortly after talking to Edgar (kickin it), we quickly discovered he had NEVER been to a ball game. He grew up 30 minutes from the stadium! So of course, I knew what that meant. He must be introduced to the "sports fan, think blue, go dodger's, just have good ol fun, culture in LA" or whatever you call it! So our party grew. Then of course, we must add the urban department because Edgar's going, so it has now become an outing! Then off we go, the 7 of us to the Dodger game. After, 6 or 7 innings (watch out, I am not a sports writer) it is still 0-0. Dare I say this is not the most exciting game I have ever been to. I know, "its a pitching game" ooohhhh, aaaaahhh!
Ok so back to my version of this game. So I watched for hours as the beachball was tossed, and taken by the authorities. Then a new one would appear, almost magically, only to be confiscated. It was as though there was this silent understanding, you do what you have to and we will do what we must! And look, Edgar does have a smile. Seems it is all worth it, except one thing. "If they don't win it's a shame" and a shame it was. But not to worry, they recovered the next day, no more shame no more sorrow! Yippee....Go Dodgers!

Barry and Reid, they shared peanuts all night (but not cracker jacks)

There it is, the smile of Edgar! A very successful evening, his first Dodger game.

Here is Reid, with his ever so passionate call to charge!

Here are the Dodgers, maybe not charging, and maybe not even smiling....they are getting ready to lose..aaaww. It's ok...it's how you play the game!

Why is Ila smiling? Because her team is not the Dodgers, but the Padres, and they won that night!