Another blast from the past: This one is long, but broken in parts easy to take a break from if needed. They all tell a single story about one homeless kid going by two names… and a church that may have helped him, and the Jesus I found loving him from within me and some of my brothers and sisters.
The post below is a series of publications from THE FAT BEGGARS’ SPOT. Four issues copied and pasted together and republished here. They tell the story of a young man who came to church homeless and left WHOLE. They tell the story of a church wrestling with how that would work, and of one family rising to the challenge. They tell the story of several lives transformed – not the least – MINE, since I had a front row seat to the action.
The post is long, I know, but it is broke up in segments. I hope you will find it worth your time (and I suggest taking a break from it at each segment and coming back as it is convenient). But mostly I hope it challenges your imagination and blesses your efforts to care for the homeless.
Year 1 Rocktober 9, 2014 Vol. 25
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