Jul 3, 2005
So every Saturday night we have the thing on the patio at church. Last night the worship band for Sunday morning played, 2 weeks ago C-Team (my band) played. It's all good fun, good food, good times and what not. In any case I ended up talking to this homeless guy that stopped by. And I continued to chat it up with him for almost the whole night that I wasn't playing. It was great! I introduced myself and he says "I'm just letting everyone make up a nick name for me tonight so I don't have to give my name out." That's so cool. So we talked about everything. He knew the scriptures so well also! It was amazing. And the way he pondered biblical ideas and things was very unique because of his street experience. For instance, he quoted Revelation 21:4 where it says that God will wipe away every tear. "Well," he says, "does that mean we won't cry at all? We know that there will be no toil and pain and all that, but couldn't that also mean that when we cry it won't be tears of pain but tears of joy, and if/when we do cry that God will be there to wipe away every tear. Isn't that just as comforting if not more so? Or does that mean that with one wipe God will do away with tears altogether?" Huh, never thought about it like that. Anyway he talked about tons of stuff. It was amazing how the street had given such a unique view of God. He told me stories of almost freezing to death and knowing that God was right there giving him a choice to get up and save himself or be taken home. He told me that ever since he decided not to die freezing to death outside that church, he has regretted it more than anything saying, "where I am now, death is the biggest promotion I could get." Then he told me about the dilemma he was faced with when he had not eaten for a week and a lady gave him a hunk of ham that was in the process of going bad. He says, "Imagine that, almost starving to death and holding rotting ham in your hand, being able to smell it, it smells like heaven, knowing that eating it will fill you up but make you sick. Do you throw it away and pray that someone else gives you food before you die tomorrow or eat it and reap the consequences?" Man, the things that we have that we take for granted. He told me about being dehydrated also. Not drinking for days because the Wendy's says you can't use their bathroom. Running water is rare for homeless people. Drinking out of the gutter, potholes, random water bottles, even contemplating drinking your own urine. He said the best tasting thing he ever had was snow when he was freezing and almost dead from dehydration. He has set up a tarp over his "bed" in a park and set it up so that the snow could fall down in a little pile in front of his face. He said, "It was like manna from heaven. Pure white unadulterated water. Not having had anything for days I knew that God was giving me a gift and that gift was the best thing I have ever tasted. Nothing compares to God giving you snow when you are that dehydrated. It's a gift, no other explanation."
People talk about witnessing to street people, but I swear if you have an open mind you will learn more from them then they will from you. Just keep in mind that you are in no way better then them. Better off, yes, but better? No. That is the second homeless guy that has impacted my life in indescribable ways. Keep an open mind, be an equal. One of the last things he told me was that I gave him one of the best conversations of his life. I can't wait to hang out with him in heaven. It'll be great.