Nowhere to be

University of Minnesota's Dinkytown, intersection of cultures. You're never far from someone

Studying.

Walking.

Running.

She dressed in black, some working garb. Nervous, glancing over her shoulder.

He was also dressed in black, some street garb.

She sat in my booth and asked for sanctuary, and he (the hassling man) was gone.

A handshake. She warmed.

Her English. Okay.

My Mandarin. I squeezed my fingers together to make the universal symbol for "None."

She laughed. We chatted. My Bible was open.

Her heart was open. It's funny. In two days, I'll be meeting an old college buddy, Jim Tilus. He's ministering to Chinese students at the UofM. Small world.

Dinkytown, nowhere to be. Be where you are; watch what happens.

-ADB