Pawn Stars..Diner, Drive-ins and Dives...The Office...the monotonous images of syndication flickered on the television. Stretched out languidly in front of the mind-numbing set sit Abe and Rowe, completely bored. "I'm bored, " Rowe laments to Abe. "Me too," Abe replies half-awake, "whatcha wanna do?" Couple of moments later, a spark of inspiration hits Rowe. "Let's tag the fence!" she exclaims, now wide awake. Abe's head instantly jolts up. In moments, he is texting Kev: Come home, time to spray paint...
After dragging about twenty bottles of spray paint from the garage and ensuring adequate music was blaring from the iPod, the threesome furiously get to work. The smell of spray paint wafted in the air. On what was once a dreary brown fence, art was created: psychedelic, mind-altering, hallucinogenic depictions by Kev, aHbe Racer retro vintage bobber with a Live Free metaphor by Abe, and a pictorial message to a friend in Kihei, Maui that Abe and Rowe would like to visit again soon, tagged Mahalo brah by Rowe.
The Abode is home to five of us: Kevin, Abe, Jacqui, Justin, and Rowe. We have different occupations, come from diverse backgrounds, and we all have distinct personalities. Our schedules are busy, so it's rare to catch all five of us at home, at the same time. But I cherish living in community. Acts 2:42-47 talks about a fellowship of believers. Although we aren't all believers, I think He put us all under the same roof for a reason. Maybe just to share life together. I'm not sure how the fence will look like in the end. Many more tagging evenings await. But collectively it should be a work of art, as the wheels are spinning...
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