the path...

we all follow paths, it's the choice of which path we follow that shapes are lives

the paths we choose are not always fun

sometimes they are rocky

or muddy

and even icy

sometimes they flood

but no matter the path we choose

He knows the heart

and the heart is truth

so far over 500 campers have signed up

we can pray for their hearts

Warren Nelson

Life brings you all kinds of interesting twists & turns.

It has been a rough two weeks for me. Sometimes my job becomes more then a job to me and that's not good, for my job is not who I am.

I have had some alarming accusations made to me and I had to figure out how to address them, how to remain confident and how to do what is right.

1st-- I have prayed and will continue to pray and turn the other cheek for this person who is making these accusations
2nd- I will not lie even if it costs me my job...period.
3rd- Warren Nelson is "hungry"

Warren lives at 30th St Station in Philly he is one disgusting looking and living person, but he is a person nonetheless. I mean this guy truly lives right on the NE corner of Market and 30th right across from the Septa steps. Everything he owns which I would consider beyond trash usually lays right at the lamppost on the corner.
I see Warren pedaling for money quite often. Today he was inside 30th St Station, cup extended and we talked briefly. I then asked him his name and he didn't quite hear me...."hungry" was his response....I asked him again, "no, your name, what's your name", "hungry" again, was the reply and then I looked even deeper into his eyes, "no, your name sir", "oh" he replied, "Warren Nelson, Warren Nelson" came the reply. "Warren Nelson" I replied and extended my hand as he took mine and firmly gripped and shook it as our eyes never left each other.

sure I don't always do what is right in this world. I don't need your approval for what I write or for you to see me with the poor or the rich.

I just need to share my heart sometimes....not sure if this is always the place, but I know this for sure: PSALM 56 Be gracious to me, O God, for man tramples on me; all day long an attacker oppresses me; my enemies trample on me all day long, for many attack me proudly. When I am afraid, I put my trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?