Two Days from Here

Yesterday I had an experience that’s rocked my boat.

Carol and I were taking our friends Pastors Luiz Carlos Pinto and Fabio Leonardo Pinto to the airport for their return flight to Brazil. We stopped for a left turn signal at Cedar and Shields.

Coincidently, the center median is the stake out of a homeless American Vet.

I rolled the window down to give the guy a couple of dollars. The homeless man looked at me dressed in a coat and tie and asked, “Are you going to church?”

“No, but I work at a church.”

“Which one?”

“Peoples Church.”

“Hell! Where’s that?” (using his language, not mine)

“Back up the street at Cedar and Herndon.”

“That’s two days from here,” he replied as he took the money. Then before walking away he added. “Thank you sir, have a nice day.”

The light turned green and my mind raced forward. Wow! What a word picture. Here I am working at a church five minutes from a guy who’s two days away. No wonder Jesus said, “Go into all the world.”

It’s less of a journey for me to go and get him, than it is for him to come and get it.

Five minutes from here is two days for him!