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Remnants of a WoundDeh-bee. Deh-bee. Deh-bee. I sit entranced by the rhythmic force of the cargo train rolling by. This is the third train in 25 minutes, and with each pass, the sound of the heartbeat steals my attention away from the drunken chaos around me. I glance at the north wall where a small, golden, shadow flickers with each pulsation. Deh-bee. Deh-bee. Deh-bee. The cargo train seems to disappear as unexpectedly as it arrived, and now I am pulled back into the scene around me – drunk, rowdy bar-hags and middle-aged men with bellies expanding at a rate too fast than can be restrained by their tucked-in Milwaukee Brewers t-shirts and their ******* Green Bay Packers jerseys. I re-focus my attention to the crew with whom I share this table. / The CEO’s. How is it that God blessed me with such an opportunity as to break bread with these four great, inspiring, and humble men? NO WAY IN HELL is this a coincidence - this is undoubtedly God’s work at hand. Our waitress walks quickly by, and I notice the uncomfortable glance she casts in our direction, her eyes focused on Vince’s t-shirt that reads in large, red letters, “CEO. Christians Encouraging Others.” / Vince. Boisterous and fearless, he can be relied upon to know everything about anything, and for the benefit of all within ear-shot, he never shuts-the-fuck-up about his faith or about those who lack it. Thank God for Vince because without his leadership during our five-hour drive here, I would know nothing about tire pressure, ideal gas mileage, **** the meaning of great music (a.k.a. R.E.M.), or how to deal with nagging kids. He is a truly model Christian, taking every opportunity to remind us of our calling in this world, passionately ending most conversations with, “This is Satan’s domain - the end of the world as we know it.” When we were one hour away from the campgrounds, Vince disproved my previously-developed theory that he could not possibly be any more of a puke. After making sure he still had everyone’s attention, he pulled out his favorite hat and enthusiastically adjusted it on his head. Featuring another clever acronym, the oversized, navy-blue trucker mesh cap accented with gold rope trimming proudly sports, “C.I.A.” Christian in Action.
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