It was about this time two years ago when I learned a valuable lesson. Lifepoint hadn’t officially started yet. We were a handful of people with a dream of starting a church for people who didn’t go to church. Looking back it was a crazy dream. It ranks up there with starting a steakhouse for vegetarians.Anyway it was this time of the year two years ago when I first saw him. He was hard to miss. You couldn’t drive down college road toward Monkey Junction without seeing the guy. He looked like grizzly Adams standing in the median between McDonald’s, Chik-fil-A, and Walmart. This wasn’t the first time I had seen a homeless guy. But it was the first time I felt a responsibility to do something. Have you ever seen something that wish you could forget? That’s how I felt. I hadn’t made eye contact with this guy but for some reason I knew that I was supposed to do something about him. Do I toss him a few bucks and head on my way? Do I buy him a big mac from McD’s?So what did I do?




Pick me! Pick me! I know!
Dude but don’t the homeless people rock! Go read my blog about the person, George, I met here in NYC last night! They are so real, well my guy was. They have such amazing stories. I remember when all that was happening. It’s an amazing feeling just getting the opprotunity to talk to them! Them being willing to talk to you.
Well….