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		<title>By: real live preacher</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2196</link>
		<dc:creator>real live preacher</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 16:11:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Those kinds of moments happen now and again. In the middle of talking about the work of God, the work of God walks in and lets his or her presence bear witness to our lack of activity.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Those kinds of moments happen now and again. In the middle of talking about the work of God, the work of God walks in and lets his or her presence bear witness to our lack of activity.</p>
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		<title>By: Jewlsntexas</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2168</link>
		<dc:creator>Jewlsntexas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 22:33:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hate moments like this - I hate when you can&#039;t think straight - and mostly when your kids are there with a million questions.  We had a man come up to our car once and was literally trying to open the doors.  He was homeless and my kids with compassion saw desperation in his eyes where I only saw a &quot;desperate man&quot; trying to get into the car.  It took me totally off guard - and was one of those heart stopping moments I will never forget.  
I can confess freely that I NEVER know what to do in these situations.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hate moments like this &#8211; I hate when you can&#039;t think straight &#8211; and mostly when your kids are there with a million questions.  We had a man come up to our car once and was literally trying to open the doors.  He was homeless and my kids with compassion saw desperation in his eyes where I only saw a &#034;desperate man&#034; trying to get into the car.  It took me totally off guard &#8211; and was one of those heart stopping moments I will never forget.<br />
I can confess freely that I NEVER know what to do in these situations.</p>
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		<title>By: Pistol Pete</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2165</link>
		<dc:creator>Pistol Pete</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 14:37:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I just did a funeral service for a woman who first came to our church about a dozen years ago as a single mother in dire straits (practically homeless).  She was welcomed in and cared for not as a charity case, but as a sister in Christ.  

At our best, the Church can be a safe place where people falling through the cracks can find their way home.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just did a funeral service for a woman who first came to our church about a dozen years ago as a single mother in dire straits (practically homeless).  She was welcomed in and cared for not as a charity case, but as a sister in Christ.  </p>
<p>At our best, the Church can be a safe place where people falling through the cracks can find their way home.</p>
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		<title>By: Minnowspeaks</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2153</link>
		<dc:creator>Minnowspeaks</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 22:37:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Not being there it&#039;s way easy for me to judge. Sorry.  I pictured a smallish room and sort of needing to go out of the way not to notice him (one guy in a room that a group enters and not just to eat but for an activity).  I can see where I would not say anything to someone in that situation especially if the area was larger and the assumption was that everyone had read/studied the material.
Thank you for this blog and for the emerging women&#039;s blog.  I&#039;ve been challenged and blessed by both.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not being there it&#039;s way easy for me to judge. Sorry.  I pictured a smallish room and sort of needing to go out of the way not to notice him (one guy in a room that a group enters and not just to eat but for an activity).  I can see where I would not say anything to someone in that situation especially if the area was larger and the assumption was that everyone had read/studied the material.<br />
Thank you for this blog and for the emerging women&#039;s blog.  I&#039;ve been challenged and blessed by both.</p>
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		<title>By: Julie Clawson</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2151</link>
		<dc:creator>Julie Clawson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 18:52:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I guess some of the question I had were - would I treat any other customer in a restaurant like this?  Would I approach any random stranger and ask them to join us or ask them if they needed anything or if it was okay if I ate in the same restaurant as them?  There is a difference when you encounter someone begging and asking something of you and when you encounter someone you don&#039;t except in a situation like this.  maybe.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I guess some of the question I had were &#8211; would I treat any other customer in a restaurant like this?  Would I approach any random stranger and ask them to join us or ask them if they needed anything or if it was okay if I ate in the same restaurant as them?  There is a difference when you encounter someone begging and asking something of you and when you encounter someone you don&#039;t except in a situation like this.  maybe.</p>
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		<title>By: Minnowspeaks</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2146</link>
		<dc:creator>Minnowspeaks</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 06:16:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Maybe the next time (if there is one) you could explain why you&#039;re invading his space and ask him if he&#039;d like to join the discussion.--Easy for me to say when my adrenaline isn&#039;t pumping and I haven&#039;t been taken off guard.  I personally live with a lot of &quot;Next time I&#039;ll...&quot; and am really glad when I get them.  And Karen--I hope I know exactly what to do and how to do it correctly if I&#039;m ever in your presence. Perhaps the &quot;homeless&quot; man asked to be alone.  Perhaps he left after the book group arrived because people made him nervous.  Maybe not turning on the heat was truly an oversight.  Or maybe the host-person hasn&#039;t had a lot of experience and is a work in progress like the rest of us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maybe the next time (if there is one) you could explain why you&#039;re invading his space and ask him if he&#039;d like to join the discussion.&#8211;Easy for me to say when my adrenaline isn&#039;t pumping and I haven&#039;t been taken off guard.  I personally live with a lot of &#034;Next time I&#039;ll&#8230;&#034; and am really glad when I get them.  And Karen&#8211;I hope I know exactly what to do and how to do it correctly if I&#039;m ever in your presence. Perhaps the &#034;homeless&#034; man asked to be alone.  Perhaps he left after the book group arrived because people made him nervous.  Maybe not turning on the heat was truly an oversight.  Or maybe the host-person hasn&#039;t had a lot of experience and is a work in progress like the rest of us.</p>
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		<title>By: ShaneBertou</title>
		<link>http://julieclawson.com/2008/02/18/uprooted-and-the-other/comment-page-1/#comment-2141</link>
		<dc:creator>ShaneBertou</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 17:09:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Several of us from around the blogsphere are reading &quot;Everything Must Change&quot; together and discussing our thoughts. We&#039;ve just begun, but we&#039;ve set it up in a way where it&#039;s never to late to participate.

If you have any interest, you can visit us at:

http://readingforchange.wordpress.com</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Several of us from around the blogsphere are reading &#034;Everything Must Change&#034; together and discussing our thoughts. We&#039;ve just begun, but we&#039;ve set it up in a way where it&#039;s never to late to participate.</p>
<p>If you have any interest, you can visit us at:</p>
<p><a href="http://readingforchange.wordpress.com" rel="nofollow">http://readingforchange.wordpress.com</a></p>
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		<title>By: karen</title>
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		<dc:creator>karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 15:56:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;whatever you did to the least of these, you did to Me&quot;

...Sure, I&#039;ll let you in, but not in the warm rooms where paying customers might see you - you might upset them and be bad for business. The cold room by yourself is ok. I mean it&#039;s way warmer in that cold out of the way room then outside....
I can give you my &quot;worst&quot; because it&#039;s better than you will ever have, and you will be grateful and my guilt will be assuaged....

I felt the same way, Julie. It was very awkward...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#034;whatever you did to the least of these, you did to Me&#034;</p>
<p>&#8230;Sure, I&#039;ll let you in, but not in the warm rooms where paying customers might see you &#8211; you might upset them and be bad for business. The cold room by yourself is ok. I mean it&#039;s way warmer in that cold out of the way room then outside&#8230;.<br />
I can give you my &#034;worst&#034; because it&#039;s better than you will ever have, and you will be grateful and my guilt will be assuaged&#8230;.</p>
<p>I felt the same way, Julie. It was very awkward&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Nathan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nathan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 06:26:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t know.  Buy him a gift card to the pizza place.  Ask him over for dinner.  
Not sure...depends on his demeanor.  Not all homeless folks are the same, as I learned in my few years in LA.

Cheers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#039;t know.  Buy him a gift card to the pizza place.  Ask him over for dinner.<br />
Not sure&#8230;depends on his demeanor.  Not all homeless folks are the same, as I learned in my few years in LA.</p>
<p>Cheers.</p>
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