(ed: we had a server crash a while back, and lost a significant number of pictures. Sorry for the holes in the post - 7/2006)
I wanted to take a few minutes to post the photos from Motel California yesterday. I’m going to take some time later this week to write more about yesterday when I’ve had more time to reflect on it, but it was a great experience. A few notes: most of the essential items that people were asking for (shampoo, dish soap, etc.) were donated to us, so the cash raised by those of you who contributed went primarily to buying cash cards for both Albertson’s and Big Lots. We knew from the needs inventory that people needed help with groceries and household essentials, and for those who had more pressing financial needs (rent, doctors bills, etc.), we also realized that giving them some relief on the grocery bill would hopefully give them some breathing room to use their cash to meet some of those other needs.
Some quick photos from the roll:

These were the bags that we assembled with the most commonly requested items …

Like soaps, combs, and razors, and grocery cards.

Loading up the trucks. One of my impressions from the day was how valuable it was to go to their turf to do this. It would have been a lot easier to just host this at our church, and invite people to come to us. Packing up and heading to “neutral ground” seemed more appropriate.

Presenting ministry ideas to men in the church is much easier when all you have to say is, “We need a dozen grills and a team of men to put meat on fire.”

There were bags, and bags, and bags of clothing all folded out on tables and hung up under a tent. This was probably the most popular area for the parents who showed up. Also, I had to resist the urge to grab several very cool leather coats and retro t-shirts. I hope you all appreciate my sacrifice.

My beautiful wife, who is due in like 5 days, sorting and folding clothes. She is so sexy for reason she doesn’t even know, and this is one of them. If I were 9 months pregnant, I would be on a couch, with a gallon of ice-cream, watching Oprah.

This is the jacket I wanted to steal. And then sell to Ash for $90. You know he would have paid it, too.

The rooms at this motel were nicer than most of the ones on the block, but I wanted to snap a few pics of an empty room just to give some perspective. I don’t know why, but I was thinking Motel 6. I should have been thinking “Fort Pit Motel”, rooms by the hour.

This one is a suite. You know, because of the kitchen.

The haircuts. Yes, I got a little bit choked up. No, that doesn’t make me a girly man. Wanting the leather jacket makes me a girly man.

Before ….

After.

On the way to the BBQ, Gretchen and I swung by Big 5 sporting goods, and bought a soccer ball, two wiffle bats and some balls, a big red bouncy playground ball (think dodge ball), a nerf football, some frisbees, and some hulla hoops. We figured it would be a good idea to have something for the kids to play with, and then take home. This has led to the new Mike Lee Theory of Intentional Ministry for Youths and Such (soon to be published by the EPJ), which is this: if you kick a ball at a kid, he will kick it back. If you kick it to him a second time, he is your new best friend. If you spend 20 minutes kicking a ball back and forth with a kid, you better be prepared to hang out with him when he makes his parents drive him to church the next day.

Most of you already know that I’m a very talented athletic sort of person. For those of you who don’t, here’s the proof - I taught this kid the Super Cool Football Pose.
And there it is. You guys have blessed me so much by reaching into our church’s life and participating in this, for putting into action the ideas we spend so much time talking about. On an administrative note, not all of the money collected was distributed yesterday, but this is going to be an ongoing relationship with the people living on this strip, and I give you my word (as our pastor gave me his) that every penny collected will be put into the hands of the people in that community.
God bless you my friends, as he blessed me with being a part of this.
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