We went out for dinner one night (we decided that we were going to go out to a nice dinner one night and not spend money on anything else while we were at the beach).  We went to a really awesome restaurant with incredible food.  While we were there, we ran into some friends from Pequea Church.  It was great to see them all, even though we could only have a short conversation – and it was so incredibly generous because later that night we found out they paid our entire bill (including the tip).  We all were speechless…thank you God.

Last night I was driving down the road and we got to the corner by our house.  There was a man standing there that I’ve seen before…Katie said, “Are you going to do something or what?”  “The light’s green – I gotta go, babe,” I said.  I drove away trying to avoid the guy behind me from honking away his road rage.  I drove up the road, felt God pull me back to where He wanted me to be.  So I did a u-turn, went back, and handed the guy $20 bucks.

Tonight he was standing on the corner again.  Katie cooked a hot chicken dinner and I took it down to him.  I walked up to him just a few hours ago and handed him the meal, “Hey man – I got a hot meal here for you.” He turned to me and said, “Ah, man, that’s awesome thank you so much.” I looked at him and said, “I lost my job a year ago, and I’ve been strugglin’ off and on, so I know what you’re going through.” He told me, “I can’t find any work anywhere…I almost had a job at Home Depot, but then they found out I didn’t have a permanent address, and they wouldn’t give me a job.”  “Where are you livin?” I asked. “In a tent, in the woods,” He said.  I continued to talk to him a while, promised to keep an eye out for him. The frustrating part, is that he was standing literally 50 yards from the front door of 2 churches.  I asked him, “What can I do for you man?” He looked at me and he said, “I really need socks.”  Did you read that?  Socks people…he needs SOCKS.  This guy is less than a football field from him house and he needs SOCKS!  SOCKS!

Even more frustrating, the church up the road has a marquee that says, “Sign Maker On Vacation, Message Inside.”  So frustrating – I wonder – Isn’t the Message Jesus?  And, why are we telling people, if you want The Message, you have to come inside this building.  Why aren’t we saying “If you want the Message, we’ll bring Him to you.”  Even MORE frustrating, is that up the road a little further is a marquee in front of a church that says, “You Think It’s Hot In Here?”  Katie looked at me last night when we passed the sign, I said, “Did you see that?”  She looked at me and said, “Are you kidding me?”  I just don’t know what to think I’m so frustrated right now.

While I was talking to him, handing him the meal, my neighbors passed the intersection in their car.  As they drove by they beeped and waved at me.  I waved back, thinking to myself, “Maybe it’s not even about me helping this homeless guy, it’s about my neighbors seeing that I’m serious about walking out my faith.”