My Tract/Letter

Here’s the letter/tract I mentioned in my last post. Any pointers? Places for improvement? It’s still a work in progress. Feel free to modify and use it as you see fit.

Dear friend,

I hope this little gift helps to you. I know this time is hard, but hang in there.

You have good reason to keep going. There lives a God who loves you! He made everything, from the tiniest cells to the hugest galaxies. When we look at the beauty of the sky and stars, we see echoes of His glory and power. Sometimes, we experience a scene so beautiful that we feel transported out of this world. God kisses us through nature. When we see its beauty, we taste a small part of the Father’s love, and we want more. But then it’s gone. Give it fifteen minutes, and the sunset has ended or we’re anxious about money or our health or we’re cold. Why do glimpses of love, freedom, and beauty vanish so quickly? (more…)

My Homeless Game Plan

“Do you have some spare change?” said a grime-encrusted man before me. He held a sign which read, “Anything helps, God bless.”

The quarters and dimes in my pocket weighed heavily. If I said “no,” it would be a lie. But if I said “yes,” he’d expect me to give it to him. Why do homeless people have to ask such a manipulative question? Well, I suppose the change isn’t really spare. It’s not for him.

“No, sorry,” I replied, quickening my pace.

By the time I reached my car door, my conscience sagged in my gut like a cheap burrito. Jesus wanted me to stop and love that man. I just passed by Jesus in disguise. “I was homeless, and you did not give me spare change.”

But he would have just spent in on drugs, anyways.

Inner Struggle

I’m sure this has never happened to you. Never. Not once. Ever.
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