Dec 8Advent 2017
Overwhelmed By God
by Mark von Esch
Two Christmas seasons ago on a cold Friday evening as I am crossing the street to catch my train, a man on a bicycle approaches and calls out my name. “How are you? I have not seen you in a while?”
I say, “Fine, and how about you?”
“Not so good. I am homeless and living by the train tracks. I feel like jumping in front of a freight train and ending it.”
Wow. Not the type of words I want to hear after an exhausting work week. . . .