I stopped and talked to the homeless guy yesterday.
Yeah, that guy I’ve written about before. Ever present. With the sign.
I drove up the ramp off the highway and the light was green so I didn’t have to stop and sit in the car next to him and his sign that reminds me he’s hungry and homeless while I wait.
I didn’t have to stare straight ahead, pretending I didn’t notice him.
The light was green.
The light said “go”
But I sensed the Spirit saying, “Stop.”
Ugggghhh. I had a 23 second argument with God.
