My rowdy neighbors
If you’ve followed me on Twitter then you know that I realized earlier that there was a “gospel/soul/jam band” playing across the street from my apartment. Here’s the rest of the story.
I just went on a little run through downtown Atlanta — by the way, there’s some Beerfest going on in that area right now — and realized that the band across the street is actually a jazz band fronted by one of the members of Butler Street Baptist Church. Which happens to be across the street from me. As I ran by on my way out, I waved and the band members smiled and waved back. I didn’t think anything of it.
But on my way back I made sure to cross to their side of the street to wave again. And the bass player waved me over, saying that I should come enjoy some music and a hot dog or two. Not one to turn down free food and/or music, I gladly obliged.
So I hung out for about ten minutes, met the pastor and a few of the other members, who all invited me to come back for tomorrow’s 11 am worship service. It was great! They were all smiling and welcoming me. Apparently it’s their Men’s Month, trying to get everyone in their congregation to celebrate the male leadership in their church and enjoy some good times together. I told them I’d definitely stop by some Sunday — tomorrow I’m planning on heading to Buckhead Church. And they said they’ll be having more gatherings on the lawn for the neighborhood and congregation to join together. I’m already looking forward to it.