It was all rather abrupt
Even when I suddenly became homeless, I did not expect it to last for long.
It was nine years ago when I first slept on the street.
Sleeping on the street is lonely. Sleeping on the street is maddening. Sleeping on the street changes one’s perspective about how others are using their own lives, their own potential and their own worthiness to be representatives of our good God’s stewardship.
When I fell into homeless at twenty n…
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