A young Black man appeared across the counter from me at the street ministry. He looked totally exhausted, almost asleep on his feet. The temperature had dipped below 30 degrees the previous night and I wondered how he managed outdoors. He didn't recognize me but I recognized him. Three weeks ago, he had ordered a Cadillac, coffee and hot chocolate concoction, and said to me, “Every day without formality is positive.”
Holding Out Hope
Holding Out Hope
Holding Out Hope
A young Black man appeared across the counter from me at the street ministry. He looked totally exhausted, almost asleep on his feet. The temperature had dipped below 30 degrees the previous night and I wondered how he managed outdoors. He didn't recognize me but I recognized him. Three weeks ago, he had ordered a Cadillac, coffee and hot chocolate concoction, and said to me, “Every day without formality is positive.”