On the bus today, there was a guy sitting on the other side of the
aisle, a bit further up from me (close to the front of the bus), who
spent about half the ride reading his Bible. At some point, he put it
up.
We made a stop, and an elderly lady with two large bags got
onto the crowded bus. The guy watched her struggle to get on,
struggle into the aisle, struggle to remain upright when the bus lurched
forward . . . and then watched me get up and say, "Ma'am, here, take my
seat." And watched her make her way past him, to sit down in my
proffered seat.
Don't know what this guy believes, but I worry
that he's spending too much time worrying about Leviticus 18:22, and simply doesn't have time to scan down to Leviticus 19:32: "Rise in the
presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly and revere your God. I
am the LORD."
