Would you take a picture? Cause I won't remember

Well friends, November is here. And life just keeps on rolling along.

I've been thinking about something over the past few months. And it has some relevance to today. Today was the NYC Marathon. One of my co-workers was to run the race until she broke her foot two weeks ago. She is seriously bummed.

But I have an internet friend who was running today. She may have fears that I am a little odd. I've never met this person, but I tell encourage them and I tell them that I'm praying for them. And I kinda expect her to think I'm a bit odd.

I am odd. I am different. I am peculiar. Tell your friends. I pray for friends I haven't seen in years. I hold doors for women. And men. I look for opportunities to encourage strangers. And I take pictures of my food.

And people often look at me like I'm strange. I have no doubt that they think it. I just want to be different. To be counter-cultural if you will. There's a lot of crap in this world and a lot of people wading through said crap.

I seek to make people's lives better. I may not have any lasting impact, but if I can give somebody hope, even for just a fleeting moment, it's worth it. And if that means sending email to strangers, or engaging my wal-mart cashier in some friendly banter, I'm going to do it. Because I know the best is yet to come.