Re,blog from Gotta Find a Home.
One man’s incredible ministry to the poor: “Prov. 19:17. He who is gracious to a poor man lends to the LORD…”
2 May 2014
I looked out an office window and saw that the sun was shining. I found it hard to believe. Scattered showers were forecasted, but for now we have a warm, sunny noon hour. I walked to the park where I was greeted by Loretta.
I said, Hi, Loretta, tell me again how many months you’ve been sober.”
“It’s fourteen now.”
“Congratulations, again. I’m so proud of you. Are you starting school soon?”
“I’m still waiting for my transcripts. I’m getting so pissed off.”
“Where are your transcripts?” I asked.
“They’re sending them from home.”
“Where is home?”
“That’s a beautiful place; big trees, hills, valleys. I love it there.”
“So do I, I miss it so much.”
I greeted Mariah, Jacques, Debbie, Wolf and Shaggy. Before I sat down, Mariah handed me a cushion. “Thanks, Mariah, how have you been? How is your back…
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