Girl to Loving this morning: "I just want to say that I think you are so cool." Loving's note to his Face Book sister RC.

[My dear sister RC from FaceBook learned yesterday that to get wifi (my shelter doesn't have it, and can't support my wifi device that my dearest friend provides me) I spend $2, and a $2 tip, as 'rent' for the wifi in a coffee shop.

L: Hi dear. I expect to be off internet till tomorrow morning.

RC: Any special reason?

L:   I've moved into the 50 and over men's floor of a homeless shelter - I think it may be near-perfect for me - a bottom bunk bed, a locker, with 250 af am men. 1 meal a day. Jesus would approve. Me too. No wifi. So, I can only be online in the morning when I afford myself a cup of coffee, and $2 tip as 'rent' at a coffee shop.

RC this morning:  Is there an address where I could write you or send a package? I know you are fine but I would like to help you financially once in a while. Jesus would approve. Me too. Heart .

She wrote to ask my address to make a small donation to my work.]

Loving, this morning:  I'm in a Corner Bakery shop having coffee, sucking wifi, since 7am. I'll leave at noon, or sooner if I am taking a table that could earn the server money.

1.  There is a girl's b'ball tournament in town, I guess.  Mostly white girls.  In the corner of the store where I sit, at the end, a table of about 6 13 year old's I'll guess.  I was busy typing.  I guess I saw them leaving out of the corner of my eye.  I am wearing my tattoo's, of course, and t shirt that is the name Jesus, formed into a cross, and the words - "Our Religion?  Loving. Universal Family."  One of the the smaller of the girls, all of a sudden was at my table.  Shyly, Respectfully, Reverently, Thankfully even, "I just want to say that I think you are so cool."  She was so grateful for my Stand for Loving, Jesus, Universal Family.

2.  They left a whole bunch of food, and I never afford food, cept what the Creator provides as unsolicited hand outs to we homeless, or an occasional dumpster dive (Jesus called it gleaning in the fields).  The tall, late 30'ish af am male server was at table taking the plates... I scooted over and lied - 'The girls wanted me to have this plate (full of scrambled eggs and a piece of bacon)"  Oh, ok, he said confusedly.  He went on, 'I used to see you at the Martha's Table Homeless Food truck, didn't I?  I'm homeless too, I stay in the shelter."  He works his butt off. Nice as he can be.  I gave him a $2 tip. "Thank you for the Love."  He was deeply grateful.

3.  A little later, 6 middle age, white, church ladies were at that same table.  The front desk screwed up the order of 1, and it was late.  Big fuss at the server.  Must have been a $60-80 breakfast.  They left him ZERO tip.  My God. 

Heart .

L:  James McGinley, 425 2nd St. NW, Washington, DC, 20001. It is NOT your kindness to me that touches my heart. I don't matter. It is your Kindness. 100% of what I am Steward of is put to the Service of our Global Neediest. This will never change. For the Joy of it.

RC: That much I know and understand. It won't be much but those $2 tips can add up. .