Osama I'm Not...

Today seems to be a great day for blogging...

My favorite days in the week are Monday and Thursday.  These are the days that I get to go to the middle school and the high school (respectively) for lunch.  It's always fun to see some of the teens from youth group and talk with them, but it's even better to see the confused looks of other teens trying to figure out who I am.  Some of them actually muster the fortitude to talk to me, usually mistaking me for a parent or a teacher.

Last Thursday, however, I was mistaken for a terrorist.  As I was scanning the cafeteria with my eyes, my head had apparently become transfixed on a particular table.  One of the students came up to me and asked if I was a terrorist planning to do something terrible to him and his friends.  I had to explain that my intentions were good and told him who I was.  Needless to say, they were relieved to find I was just another guy who enjoys the company of high school students.  Still, I laughed quite loudly in my car...