Sitting at the bus stop
Brain just wanted someone to care
His blue hat and brown shirt
dirty work boots
He hadn't showered in 3 days.
He just wanted to feel like a person.
Like He mattered, to someone.
His stomach was growling
the sun was scorching hot
the food pantry wasn't open today
He thought about his college graduation
a degree in Aviation
life was about to take off
or so He thought
a break up had spiraled him into depression
that spirit of depression with the links of soul ties gripped him
but even in that rejection and sin
God still loved Him.
He knew that.
He just needed to no that someone cared.
That please, just Jesus show me that you
haven't forgotten about me.
little ol me.
Brian?
A pretty girl in a purple sundress, a beautiful smile radiating
his classmate from college from chemistry
He felt so embarrassed at his current state
he didn't look her in the eye
he didn't feel worthy to be looked in the eye
what was she doing here in Cincinnati?
she was from Brooklyn.
She gave him a hug
even though she could smell him.
but that didnt matter
she had Christ living in her.
She wanted to know how he was, what he was up to
a question He would meet with embarrassment many times
that sat and talked for hours
on that bus-stop
who would have thought
this pretty Harvard grad
would be talking to a homeless person.
She didn't impose
The Holy Spirit casually told her his pain
she invited him to lunch
and insisted
The Holy Spirit told her to make pasta this morning
she didn't know why
but she was obedient
'oh, i can't go out for lunch. thank you though'.
knowing that the embarrassment of money would be a problem.
I made some pasta!
we could go to the park and eat it.
Pasta was Brian's favorite food.
Wow, Abba, he thought, I am really loved and needed.
Ephesians 2:10
"For we are his workmanship, created in Christ
Jesus for good works,which God prepared
beforehand, that we should walk in them."
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