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t was a cold winter’s day that Sunday.     the wall outside the church. He was almost     ted singing the
             The parking lot to the church was filling   lying down as if he were asleep. He had on a   words  of  this
          Iup quickly. I noticed as I got out of my     long trench coat that was almost in shreds     song:  “If  I  can
          car  that  fellow  church  members  were      and a hat topped his head, pulled down so      help somebody
          whispering  among  themselves  as  they       you could not see his face. He wore shoes      as I pass along;
          walked to the church.                         that looked 30 years old, too small for his    If  I  can  cheer
          As I got closer I saw a man leaning against   feet with holes all over them. His toes stuck   somebody with
                                                        out. I assumed this man was homeless, and      a word or song;
                                                        asleep, so I walked on by through the doors    If  I  can  show
                                                        of the church. We all fellowshipped for a      somebody that
                                                        few  minutes.  People  snickered  and  gos-    he’s  travelling
                                                        siped but no one had bothered to ask the       wrong;
                                                        man  to  come  in,  including  myself. A  few   Then my living
                                                        moments later the service began.               shall  not  be  in
                                                        We all waited for the preacher to take his     vain.”
                                                        place and give us the Word, when the doors
                                                        to the church opened. In came the home-
                                                        less 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. 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 the stand.
                                                        “Folks, I don’t think I have to tell you what I
                                                        am preaching about today.” Then he star-
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