Take a walk with me

The breeze came in gusts, but the temperature was perfect. My after-work outing brought many unexpected and long chats with friends who happened to be homeless.

But oh, their hearts exploded with joy and, yes, even sadness. And the talks left me with memories that f e l t like a walk beside a small creek trickling with water.

One woman outside the shelter told me of her anniversary date, of how it’s been four years since she was baptized. And her joy at serving Christ was evident in her words. But she wept when telling me about her son in another town and prayed with me about her next steps and a job opening up. She also loved her new Bible.