Homeless Ministries Begin with Dignity, Respect

Grady was sitting in a rocking chair in the church nursery, holding a stuffed animal in his hands, with tears streaming down his face. It was the only quiet place available. “It’s all gone. I’m 58 years old, and it’s all gone. I’ve lost...

What Does Love Do? Sometimes, It Shops for Shoes

Her name is Mickey and she found me on Tuesday of last week, timid and uncertain. If you look up the definition of “mousy” in the dictionary, the entry should have her picture next to it. She is petite and naive looking. Though 26 years old, she looks 18...

Winter’s a Wonderland Unless You Have No Home

Like most kids, when I was a child growing up in rural Mississippi, I used to pray for snow. Even if it looked like snow, they would cancel school. I remember we were once sent home early because it got cloudy. That is a true story. I lived more than 20 miles from the...