Jump! Jump! Jump!

Joke of the Day : "What do you call a dear with no eyes? Answer: No idea"
Craving : Sphagetti with Meatballs

So I'm really tired after last nights concert. I went to see the simple plan concert with a few friends and if was pretty fun. Did lots of jumping, knocked out my knees, shouted my voice away and drained the energy out of me. I tell you those are the signs of being old. Ofcourse the real clincher here is going to a concert where 90% of those attending are younger then you, and the 10% that are older then you are seated in the bleachers. Still it was a pretty fun concert.

But I have been thinking about somethings I did at the concert last night and though I was pretty smug with myself last night, I seem to have a different view of it today. There was alot of pushing in the crowd as per the normal concert atmosphere and even more then that. It was so bad, we barely had space to breathe, so I and some friends decided to be the "Wall" and not let anyone pass through. I actually did that pretty well and though the crowd moved continuously, we did not. Now there was this group of westerners next to me, with these thre girls who kept trying to push through the front. Not only were they loud, but they were irriataing as well. I tell you if you think Malaysian s are bad, well these Americans/Europeans were worse.

Well they tried to get past me and I wouldn't let them, in fact they tried many times and all sorts of stunts, but I just wouldn't let them pass and just ignored them as if nothing was going on. They would push me and I would just push back. They finally got past me though and took the long way around, avoiding me and going around the side ot end up infront of me. Their guy friends weren't any better either and a lot of the night before it all started involved "battles" of sorts between me and the group. I would have to say I made it really hard for them most of the night and was pretty glad with my self for making the stand.

On hindsight however I, just think about what kind of testimony that must have given to those around me. I mean if they had known I was a Christian what would they have thought. They must have thought Christians are just the same in conduct, maybe even worse. It really got me thinking on what Christ would have done in the same situation, would He have acted like me? The answer is no. He would have probably been alot more accomodating and done things in the spirit of love rather then in anger. I just wish I had thought of this sooner.