May 24, Phoenix, AZ

May 24, Phoenix, AZ Morning Sam cooked breakfast, fried egg and and tortilla While he was cooking, I tried to think of some songs to sing for him. Sam is from Ukraine, he came to the US when he was 10 years old. So I thought he might know Soviet folk songs. Some Soviet songs are very famous in China. I sang kaqiusha, hong mei hua er Kai, Moscow's rural evening .. Xue rong Hua. Sam knows all of them. I noticed that his face's expression was getting more active. His eyes shined light. Surely he was more beautiful at that moment than two days ago when he stood at the door quietly waiting for me going to him. Hometown and childhood stories are always in our hearts, not only in our memory. I don't think my singing skill is good enough to touch someone 's soul, but hometown and childhood are just so tender in our heart. Anytime if they are touched by some reasons, we would be there again. Sam sat at the sofa before me, He told me: I heard about a Chinese saying, before you leave , you sit down for a while quietly, and think, don't forget something. I said I have already kneed down. Not only sit down. I prayed for Sam and for myself, and ... Sam drove me to the hwy 8 entrance. He got out of car . "I give you a gift. " it's a yellow bracelet with Jewry. He said it's from Israel red sea. I gave my right hand to him, he wore it on my hand. I will wear it forever. it is not only a gift from Sam, it is from Jesus' hometown. After we hugged and blessed each other, Sam left. I stood there hitchhiking. Just a while, a car stopped smoothly before me . I thought today is lucky, so quick to get a ride. It was Sam . He rolled down the window, handled me $10. I said "no,no, I have $60 " He insisted. he left. I saw the money in my hand, my all tears went out. I couldn't hitch hiking , because I couldn't smile , all drivers saw a crying person standing beside the road. Sam drove back to me , just wanted to give me $10. Otherwise his heart may cannot released from me. two days ago we were strangers.I know his concerning will follow me a while where I go. We may forget each other someday .that's ok. We shared two days and we saw beauty and kindness in each other and blessed each other in our journey of lives. That 's good enough, that's beautiful enough. A family from Iraq was my first driver today. They have a beautiful teenage son with them. 7 cars transferred me through mountains and mountains , rocks and rocks , sand and sand. About 6pm i arrived in Phoenix. The weather was hot. I was looking for a place to stay the night. I did several tries. A young man Yessee from Afgnistan who works in the convention center promised to help me. Yasse was off work at 9pm. He drove me to his home. The interesting thing was that he treated me pretty different from my all other hosts. He thinks if I travel I should have money, shouldn't depend on other people 's help. When I got in his home, " you said you wanted to stay in garage? take your shoes. " he put me in the garage. I was thankful to him and to God for his keeping me inside. After a little while , Yassee opened the door and asked "do you need water?" , after a little while he came garage again, " do you want to sleep on the guest room floor?" I answered " yes" . that's much better than the garage . The guest room has bed and all bedding stuff. But his permission was "floor". He was ironing clothing , I offered to help him. His whole body every where is similar groom, totally neat clean, his home is similar 5 stars hotel. He told me that his brother had a business to make up groom ,he worked there. His mother taught them to keep clean. While he was Ironing we talked something , he became more friendly. he told me his sister died last year by car accident in Afgnistan, left 6 kids. He and his girl friend are experiencing difficult time. He showed me the kit he made , He asked me to play flute , I did. He looked ok . The feeling that disliked me was decreased or gone. After "good night " each other, a little while he came back again, take water to me . After a little while he came back, he asked me for massage. I felt this was a difficult question for me to answer yes or no. I answered "maybe". In my mind, I quickly search all kinds of possibilities of the result of"yes", "no", or " maybe" going to happen. "but I don't know how to do." I tried to be calm and normal. I know massage is often the first step to sex, or substitute word for sex in some circumstances. I watched him, there are some fear around me. he is young and pretty good looking and built well. But at that time I surely did not prepare sex with him, a man who looked down me, thought my traveling is to depend on other people's help, that is shameless, even he did not use this word. A man who put me in garage while he has 5 stars home in vacancy. Even he had improved my situation to guest room floor, there was a bed and blanket just beside me but I didn't get permission to use them. When I sat beside the door in the garage I thought why Muslim 's hearts are so hard, so they bombed America on 911. would a Christian treat me in same? I know my thought is not correct with the US constitution about religion freedom, or Bible about we should not judge. Would any woman like to have sex with this man, even his physical looking is same as movie star? That's true he was getting more friendly. While he ironed clothes, we talked several subjects.one of them is adoption. I love children,i would like to mother all orphans in the world. If our economy is possible, I like to adopt 12 kids. Yassee's sister in Afghanistan died in traffic accident a year ago, left 6 kids.they are looking for some family for adoption. Doesn't matter what we believe in religion, "we are all human." I totally agree with this. So we should treat each other as human. That maybe the reason Yassee decided to help me when he knew I was in needed, he took water to me when I sat on the ground of the garage by myself, he finally moved me to the guest room floor. I believe there are kindness in his heart, In his talking he always thanked God for giving what he wanted. I did not feel very bad about him, but far away to sex. Certainly I would not fight with him or go to suicide to protect my purity. In some countries in some cultures, they highly honor such death of women . That's dispiting life, that's ignoring God. I thought I may should go out of his house, I thought he may let me go out of his house, in such dark night. Things just happened in this way. It sounded we got the agreement to practice massage, a new business both for me and for him. He said this was his first time to have massage. Except my husband Sean, he was the only person I massage. In fact I felt calm in my mind while I was doing on his back, and I noticed his built is pretty good, and certainly all physical signs showing he is much younger than the one in my sweet home. Yesee is 27 years old. He tried to talk about sex. He asked " in China what do people think about sex before marriage?" "I had a white girl friend, I had black girlfriend, I had mexican girlfriend. I have never had Chinese girlfriend. ". I did not know what the meaning is his "girlfriend". But I thought it was long enough time for our cooperation. Yesse was happy and said thanks to me. And went to his room. I kneed down to pray for Yessee, i thanked him for sheltering me tonight. may God continue to bless him and give him grace for willing to share blessings with others. May God watch his steps to walk in His way. I prayed to God. I was so thankful to God that He gave me this peaceful night.