“Hey!” Mira, excited for her first mission, anxiously sat down next to her contact. She heard him exhale with exasperation, “Don’t look at me. We don’t know each other, remember?”
“Oh, yeah, sorry.” To her dismay, nerves got the better of her, and she erupted into quiet giggles, which she quickly stifled with a cough. “No longer looking at you, but straight ahead. Wow, there are a lot of people! Are they offering a free buffet?”
Her contact ignored her last question and dove right to the point,
“Keep you eye open for a male, about 6′ 2…and”
“Let me finish. They call him the Albino. So very fair skinned. Since Albinos have an extreme sensitivity to the sun, he’ll probably be wearing ample coverage, such as long sleeves and hat, sun glasses…”
“…Well, that’s half the people in line.”
“Again. Stop and listen. The latest intelligence tells us he is traveling with someone. We don’t have much data, except the companion is female. This might be a challenging task.”
Just then, an amp, on the boat deck, cackled and hissed as it was turned on and someone grabbed a microphone. “Good afternoon, today we have a treat for you! Sunnie, is a flamenco dancer, and will be performing shortly. She’ll set this place ablaze. But don’t worry, we call her our safety girl, because she bought 10 bottles of 80 SPF lotion to share.”
Mira’s contact eagerly leaned forward, “I believe we just marked the AC.” and at seeing Mira’s questioning face, sighed, “The Albino’s companion. What do you want to bet…he’s somewhere on that crowded deck? Come on, where are you? Got ’em 3:00.” Mira looked at her watch, “We are going to capture him in 10 minutes?”
“What? NO! Location! Your 3:00.” Mira began scanning the left side of the boat deck, when her companion spit out, “Try. Looking. On. The. RIGHT. Side.” Behind the National flags, there was a man wearing a wide brim cowboy hat and long-sleeved flannel shirt on a hot day, “Oh, I see him. But he’s no longer at 3:00. In fact, he’s exiting onto the dock now.”
Mira turned to discover her contact had already left.
348 words / FFaw April 2nd / hosted by Joy
Be of the same mind toward one another – Romans 12:16
So today, while reading, I started laughing…Be of the same mind…Of course, that quickly turned into a rhyming in my head. “Be of the same mind…be one…obi-wan…we shall be one.”
Be of the same mind ... - This passage has been variously interpreted. "Enter into each other's circumstances, in order to see how you would yourself feel." Chrysostom.
So try on their shoes? Walk a mile in their shoes?
Which got me to thinkin’…
Yes, but what if your feet don’t fit? A mile is a long walk for me…especially if done so in ill-fittin’ foot covers. No wonder, in Jesus’ time they wore sandals. It makes perfect sense now. At least their toes could poke out, and there were strings to tie around various leg sizes. Could you imagine Jesus, putting up his hand, motioning with his pointer finger, in a circular motion…”AND….SWAP!”
Oh, The random things that go through my head.
So, in my endeavors to find some other blogging sources, new buddies to meet across the blog-o-sphere… I came across one that I thoroughly enjoyed reading multiple posts of his. And I basically commented on like 5 posts. (in process of being approved) A lot of us all know one another and follow each other’s blogs, forming our own community.
I want to share my new discovery. I’m surprised B.W. Mattox doesn’t have tons of follows, comments, and several likes on all his posts. That’s probably because he hasn’t yet been discovered, and that will change sooner than later.
I’m sharing the love here, because I suspect many of you will enjoy adding him to your blog follows.