Watch out...he has a bible! (Chapter 3 verse 15 'Share the wealth')

“Now you don see that boy got a bible that tells you enough about him right there.” The man regards me as if I hold a dangerous weapon in my hand, as if I had offended him by bringing it out. It was never my intention to offended the man, but his face holds a wounded look he is shocked and embarrassed to have someone on the bus, a young someone at that, force him to provide passage for his speaking of God’s will.

“Like I tell you, everybody can understand that, even the young people, this young man here understands that wealth ain’t just about money, its possessions, it is what you are able to give.” The man next to me spoke proudly, glad to have someone, anyone on his side proving his point. It was as if I was his new champion and he placed his hand proudly on his shoulder, claiming me.

“Yeah, I told ya, I don see the boy got a bible, so you know he know something…young man how old are you?” He says leaning in across the isle and closer to me, the hurt from his face gone. I tell the man my age and he nods his head, my age confirming his thoughts. “Yep, young man, not many people your age have bibles on them like that.” He said nodding his head again. He face now seem to have a since of pride in it as well, as if I represented something to be proud of. I did not know what to do with this new attention on my self, so I handled it the best I could and offered a weak “Thank-you.”