
The Christmas Saunter
He walked right by us with his head hung low. His heavy bags of belongings were busting. No one looked up to acknowledge him. His odor was disgusting. Just behind our backs after passing, he turned to us to say, “Do you know what Jesus gave to each and every one of you today?” Dumbfounded by his question we just stood there, silently. Perhaps we … Continue reading The Christmas Saunter