People often question, sometimes lecture, and express concern that the work we do at CitySquare is "not really about faith." I suppose people think that because we make none of our services, activities or initiatives dependent upon our neighbors being involved in overtly religious activities. Like all of our various activities, everything here is based on the complete freedom of our neighbors to choose what they desire to take advantage of.
What people with these concerns don't understand is that faith lives on the streets and in the poorest ghettos in the inner city. . .and I do mean "lives."
A few weeks ago, a very frail and troubled woman handed me a piece of paper that I've been carrying in my pocket ever since she passed it my way. We'll call her "Molly" here.
Molly deals with severe bi-polar disorder, and possibly schizophrenia. She doesn't talk about faith much, but she knows I'm a minister. Possibly she wrote the note because of her faith, or possibly because of mine, with the note being a gift she thought I would appreciate. Either way, I consider the act very spiritual.
Here's what Molly wrote:
Lord Jesus, bless my friend
the spirit of joy and happiness
to all who are in your care and
help the will of God's SON who
save all our lives
for only Love not hate
As I've said so often, the witness comes back more powerfully than it can be offered from here.
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