It was an usual early morning. I was rushing to get to work driving through the snowy streets when all of a sudden my eyes noticed a middle aged lady on the side walk, pulling and pushing couple of travel suitcases while trying to balance the other 3 bags on her shoulders. Her face was worn. I don’t believe she was on a hurry for a particular place. My encounter with her was through a windshield, lasting only few seconds that passed in a very slow motion. The image stayed with me for days. She was homeless. So many thoughts rushed like a river through my mind: She has just left her shelter for the night, will she have a shelter tonight? Did they provide any food for her? Where would she go now? She must be afraid. I wonder if she’ll just sit for a while in the nearby train station? Does she have children? If so they must have been taken away from her. Did she have a husband and what happened to their relationship? She must be so lonely. There is probably abuse she faces being out on the streets. All of her possessions are in these bags and suitcases that she had to drag around. It is so, so cold outside…
My heart sank within my chest. I prayed for her. Tears fogged my eyes.
During that day her image kept coming back, “Lord, I’m listening, share with me.”
His whisper: “Most of my children come to visit me in church and in prayer with all their bags and suitcases full of stuff. We talk, they take some rest, I provide comfort, word of encouragement, help and food for the soul. But when it’s time for them to go back and take care to daily life they bend down and pick right back those rugged bags and suitcases. That brings tears to my eyes, too many come and go as if they are homeless. Very few realize I’m always with them and their stuff is safe in my arms. See the marks on my hands, my feet, my side! Tears flow and flow.”
Walk with God,
My prayer is that this will be a place where you find hope and nourishment for your soul.
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