23 April 2019, Tuesday
Greetings from our family to yours and Welcome to another TrailMagick89 missive,
I’m not quite sure why I didn’t think of doing a missive about what trail magic is and could be before today, alas I have finally gotten around to it today.
What is Trail Magic to you?
The definition of Trail Magic is…unexpected acts of kindness. The thing is it means different things to different people. A few different possibilities are:
Sharing a hot meal,
A couple bottles of water, flavor packets and power bars,
A ride into town,
A bed roll,
A mess kit,
3 days worth of food,
Fresh clothes, and
A little over a year ago we found out that the above list are all examples of trail magic, something that Sweets and I had been doing for nearly ten years. I first experienced it in August of two thousand and eight in Lansing when I was homeless for the first time, Sweets experienced it for the first time less than two years later. The best place at the time back then to see the definition of trail magic in the homeless sense was to go to Central United Methodist Church in downtown Lansing.
Miss Chris and Mister Dennis were modern day heroes to many, many thousands of homeless that went through the doors of the day room that they operated out of the basement at CUMC. It was by their examples that Sweets and I were open to receiving such a blessing. You see at that time we were deep into religion and going to church.
Cajun, Sweets and I were heading to church on morning and even after a week of can-dogging we were no richer on Saturday night than we were the previous Sunday. We had made a deal between the three of us to tithe ten percent of what we made. Well, I can tell you that ten percent of zero is zero.
So Sunday morning we were off to church with empty pockets when we three came upon three pennies and that is what we ended up tithing. And that following week we received trail magic, six thousand dollars worth of trail magic; we had bedding, clothing, tents, food, feminine products, cook pots, and utensils. We were given the charge of handing out at store house of supplies to those in need.
The local police departments came out to our sanctuary with community people that had been living it rough under bridges, on park benches, in doorways, at bus stops, and anywhere else they found them and dropped them off to us. We ended up gaining nearly a dozen new people just from the local shelters that had been kicked out for one reason or another, in the first two months. We did not care if you stayed in our camp or you moved on to another, we just wanted to help.
That is when I first realized that we each walk our own trails through life. A movie called “End of the Spear” and a documentary called “Beyond the Gates of Splendor” that came out a few years to me being homeless were about five murdered missionaries that went into the Ecuadorian rain forests and met their fates. The families of those men continued their work with the Waodoni tribe and the thought that was conveyed to them was “Will you follow His trail?”
At that time I wanted to but at the time the movies came out I was not ready but by two thousand eight He put me right where I needed to be to do just that. Religion had finally taken a back seat to my spirituality and yes it has reared its ugly head a few times since then; but by following His Trail I have been a better Jesus Freak. And I think that is real trail magic; being like Jesus without religion being in the way.
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