Snowball mornings
Part 3 You will have to excuse me if you are following along, thinking this is a chronological tale. I will be jumping back and forth and perhaps write it all out in chronological order and repost it later, but for now, we will be jumping around hehe. That being said, living in a homeless shelter tends to blur together a mass of conversations and new friendships. Being a kind, charitable Christian has its perks and disadvantages. In the middle of June, upon entering the shelter, I was greeted with old familiar faces of staff members who had been there for years, and kindness was extended to me as I was also friends with the Shelter manager, who is a disciple-making, Holy Spirit-filled pastor in his off hours. I say off hours with a grain of salt because, as a man of God willing to drop everything to help out lost souls, there are no off hours. On the flip side of the coin, the disadvantages are the many different worldviews of shelter guests spurred on by the under...