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The End of A Road

All roads either end or end and then turn into a different road. Usually, there’s a stop sign or yield sign, and when you approach it, you must make a choice. For the past six weeks, I have been hanging out with the homeless. I’ve played dozens of games of...

The Everyday Missionary

When I say I’m a missionary, the general response I receive is, “Wow, that’s so cool!” They then ask me what church I’m connected to, expecting that a church “sent” me into the mission field. That’s when the conversation...

Two Commonalities

Over the past three weeks, I’ve had the opportunity to meet a multitude of individuals. I’ve met… …people who are homeless… …people who sold their bodies to survive… …people who lost their parents when they were...

More Questions Than Answers

I met Q a few weeks ago, and last week, while watching a church service take place in the park, he asked me if I was a Christian. “Yes, I am.” He was quiet for a while and then posed a question. I don’t remember the question, but what I do remember...