You never know what the day will bring
I was talking with a man today. He seemed nice enough, 77 years old, homeless. We helped him out a bit. As I was driving him into Atlanta he told me a strange thing, and with a smile. He related how when he was a young man he killed a man with an icepick, it was self-defense he told me. He went to jail for many years. As we talked I wondered how many of us hide things and here was a man who was willing to share a dark secret with me, or perhaps he did not think it was dark at all, just something that happened to him in life. I took him were he could get some help and returned home. I think I will pray for him, hoping he finds a place to settle down.