I have this thing in the alley behind my house. It's big-- almost four feet tall & nearly three feet wide. It's gray and plastic and has a lid. Oh and it's on wheels! You guessed it. It's a trash can! You have one as well, yes? Once a week this magical thing happens where a large truck shows up, a few nice gentlemen empty my trash can and recycling bin, & we all go on with our lives.Read More
I met "Charles" under the bridge about a month ago. We were in Tent City with the goal of recruiting someone with construction experience to help us build a bench for the neighborhood. Elisabeth began speaking to someone about the bench project, and all of the sudden I found myself having a conversation with Charles, completely off course from my original intent.Read More
One time in South Dallas a bird pooped on my head.
I thought it was a raindrop, which looking back seems odd considering every pigeon in the metroplex was hovering over me. Sweet hindsight. Always 20/20.
As I talked with a woman on the sidewalk, I casually swept over the raindrop with my hand.
By swept I mean smeared. And by raindrop I mean bird poop.
One day over Christmas break my Bible study leader Gillian texted in our group text asking if anyone wanted to hang out with the homeless the next day. I agreed partly because I had no plans and partly because I was intrigued by the idea just "hanging out" with homeless people. In the past, I've done things like making care packages or grocery shopping for those in need but I had never had a direct, personal interaction witRead More
It was just Bobby and me. And baby Winnie sleeping in the wrap.
Bobby has two babies, now grown, a boy and a girl. There can be an ocean of differences between a person and me on the streets. But when we talk about our children, the ocean dissipates.Read More