The HomeLess Man

[Guest guest]

It was a cold winter's day that Sunday. The parking lot to the church

was filling up quickly. I noticed as I got out of my car fellow

church members were whispering among themselves as they walked in the

church.

As I got closer I saw a man leaned up against the wall outside the

church. He was almost laying down as if he was asleep. He had on a

long trench coat that was almost in shreds and a hat topped his head,

pulled down so you could not see his face. He wore shoes that looked

30 years old, too small for his feet, with holes all over them, his

toes stuck out. I assumed this man was homeless, and asleep, so I

walked on by through the doors of the church.

We all fellowshipped for a few minutes, and someone brought up the

man laying outside. People snickered and gossiped but no one bothered

to ask him to come in, including me. A few moments later church began.

We all waited for the Preacher to take his place and to give us the

Word, when the doors to the church opened. In came the homeless man

walking down the aisle with his head down. People gasped and

whispered and made faces.

He made his way down the aisle and up onto the pulpit where he took

off his hat and coat. My heart sank. There stood our preacher...he

was the " homeless man. " No one said a word. The preacher took his

Bible and laid it on his stand. " Folks, I don't think I have to tell

you what I am preaching about today. " Makes you [think], doesn't it.

--- Author Unknown ---