Happy Thanksgiving!

I was walking home late Friday night after watching Casino Royale with Eddy. Heading North on 3rd Ave, I came across this homeless man in a wheelchair. He was dragging his suitcase by threading his left foot through the handle and trying to propel himself backwards with his right foot. He had a plastic bag with some cups and other utensils. I assumed this was everything he owned in this world.

Sadly, I would normally just breeze by him, but something slowed me down this night. Perhaps it was the chill in the air since the cold front had blown through earlier, but I believe it was something else. As I slowed down cautiously, he leaned to me and said "sir, could you open that door for me back there?" His voice was shaky and he looked very weak so I stopped. I said to myself, Lord, I'm gonna help this guy, please watch over me.

I pulled him in his wheelchair dragging his suitcase over to the bank lobby that he wanted to get into. I reminded him that this was a bank and for sure the door was locked and we would not be able to get in, but I tried anyway. I tugged at the handle and and it didn't budge. I tried again and nothing. I told him it was locked. He begged me to continue pulling. My heart sank as I told him that it was locked for the third time. Then I looked up and said Lord, please help me and pulled on the handle one last time. It opened! I was so happy that I didn't even think about the consequences of breaking an entering into a bank! I pulled him inside and put him in the corner where it was warmest. As I pulled his suitcase upright and set the rest of his belongings by his side so that he could reach them, he began to praise God in a way I have never witnessed. I don't know if this man has ever set foot in a church but his praise was more powerful than any service I've been to. He cried as he told me how all he wanted was for someone to help him get out of the cold. He had been out on the street for the past 4 hours asking anyone to help him less than 30 feet into this haven so he could be warm. Listening to this, I began to cry too. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, my heart ached and in that moment I felt God was with us.

I gave him everything I had in my wallet, 17 dollars. He didn't ask for it, I wished it could've been more. He continued to cry "Praise God, Praise God!" As I left, I couldn't help but feel extreme happiness and sadness all at once. I was so blessed to be able to help him and I was so sad at the same time thinking about how he must have felt as all those people passed by him without a care. It's in these moments that I'm reminded of how blessed I am. It's hard to find words to describe how thankful I am for God's love.

Be thankful friends, no matter how hard it seems sometimes, remember...it's not that bad!

Aerosmith is coming to NYC!

One of the best ballads from Aerosmith...the band I'm going to see this December!!!

'What it takes'

There goes my old girlfriend, there's another diamond ring And, uh, all those late night promises I guess they don't mean a thing So baby, what's the story? Did you find another man? Is it easy to sleep in the bed that we made? When you don't look back I guess the feelings start to fade away. I used to feel your fire But now it's cold inside And you're back on the street like you didn't miss a beat, yeah

Chorus: Tell me what it takes to let you go Tell me how the pain's supposed to go Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night Without thinking you lost everything that was good in your life to the toss of the dice? Tell me what it takes to let you go.
Yeah Girl, before I met you I was F.I.N.E. Fine but your love made me a prisoner, yeah my heart's been doing time You spent me up like money, then you hung me out to dry It was easy to keep all your lies in disguise Cause you had me in deep with the devil in your eyes

Chorus Guitar!
Tell me that you're happy that you're on your own Yeah, yeah, yeah Tell me that it's better when you're all alone Tell me that your body doesn't miss my touch Tell me that my lovin' didn't mean that much Tell me you ain't dyin' when you're cryin' for me

Chorus
Tell me what it takes to let you go Tell me how the pain's supposed to go Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night Without thinking you lost everything that was good in your life to the toss of the dice?

Tell me who's to blame for thinkin' twice No no no no 'cause I don't wanna burn in paradise Ooo Let go, let go, let go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go I don't wanna burn, I don't wanna burn