Eighty steps down, eighty steps up, eighty steps down, eighty steps up. That's the routine each morning after a Passion Play performance. Pick up paper, plastic bottles, coffee cups and pop cans, pick up food wrappers, spilled popcorn and uneaten food which the birds, skunks and squirrels don't find appetizing. Sometimes there are articles of clothing, wallets, cell phones, money, dirty diapers, ticket stubs, sunflower seed shells, travel brochures and the weeds which sprout in the cracks.
I usually carry a large black garbage bag and a small broom for the popcorn and seed shells. I don't mind the task and since I work by myself with only the birds watching and commenting, it gives me time to enjoy the early morning and ponder the imponderables. I think about those people who clean the big athletic arenas or theaters and what they think about the things they find and the people who leave their trash for others to pick up. Do the litterers complain when they walk into a messy venue, and cuss out those who have not picked up after themselves, not realizing that they are to blame themselves for the stuff they themselves have left behind?
I've been blessed to see that some items are able to be returned to their owners. The "key and lock" story from August, 2014 has "preached well" , having a valuable spiritual message for all of us. The amphitheater has been a very rewarding venue for me, where a menial task provides some profound answers to many of the things we do in service to The Lord.
One down.......81 to go. More lessons to be learned and stories to tell. As for today...no money...no items needing to be returned or placed in lost and found...one dirty baby bib.....and a lot of spilled popcorn.....maybe tomorrow there will be a story beyond this story....
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