A FUNNY LITTLE STORY
I’m pooped. It’s been one of those days…weeks, actually. You know what I’m talking about. If not, do the words “Murphy’s Law” ring a bell? It all started last night with my hubby coming home late late from work, meaning we didn’t get to sleep until 12:30. Then, baby #2 woke up at 5:30 this morning because she was tangled in her jammies, and of course, Mom had to come to the rescue. 6:15 the alarm goes off. Sadly, this is not—I repeat NOT—uncommon.

Yesterday I mailed a bill (on time I might add!) Today when I checked the mail, lo and behold there it was again. The top right hand corner had a stamp, so that wasn’t the problem. I sat and stared at it for a long time before figuring out what happened. I had sealed the envelope with the coupon thingy flipped the wrong way, with MY address in the window. DUH. Sleep deprivation is a bad, bad thing! Anyway, just thought I’d share, hoping someone else out there does dum-dum things too! Now for the REAL post for today:

SQUAT


BACK COVER:

"We live in a squat. We don't know squat. We don't have squat. We don't do squat. We don't give a squat. People say we're not worth squat."

In the shadow of Wall Street's wealth, homeless citizens with names like Squid, Saw, and Bonehead live in abandoned buildings known as "squats" where life is hand to mouth, where fear and violence fester. The light in lovable Squid's obsessive-compulsive mind's eye is Rachel, a loving soup kitchen missionary who tells him about faith and unfaith, hypocrisy and justice, and the character of God. But among the squats, will such talk be enough to make Squid believe that his life may actually amount to something?

MY TAKE:
As a reader, you can't help but be touched by the reality of Squat. The book does a great job illuminating a segment of society that many people would rather overlook. The relationships between the homeless people, and the code of street justice is well portrayed. And it's no wonder, since author Taylor Field pastors East Seventh Baptist Church/Graffiti Community Ministries in the inner city of New York. Squat is a heavier read than I usually take on, but it's an important reminder of the value of every soul. Every person matters. Here's the other great thing about this book: all of the royalties go to Graffiti Community Ministries, which offers help to the homeless, and spreads the good news of Jesus Christ.

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