Sacred work, God's work, our call.
"Connie" ended up in the church I serve, on a hot night in September. I found her kneeled over at the foot of the altar. When I asked her what I could do for her she looked up at me and said, "I just want to pray." I got her water and food. Later she asked me, "Will God come?" And, I said, "Yes, God always comes." One of the last things she said to me, before she left with the police (someone called them, but they were extremely kind) for a shelter was, "Do you own this place ?" I replied, "No. God owns this place." I found this image on Etsy of a homeless woman and created this icon that now stands in the church. I believe that Connie's coming to us was no accident. God was in her, she was the embodiment of Jesus, and through her I see our purpose for being. Jesus said, "Whenever you feed the hungry, tend the sick, clothe the naked, you've done so to me." In this stewardship season w...