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I knew immediately by the sight of him, he was homeless and most likely addicted to something.

He rode a much used black bike and his unruly dreadlocks strained against the dirty green bandanna tied tightly on his head

I could have let him pass. He did not even notice me standing at the top of the church steps. He could have just kept going his way. So could I

I had work to do. I was the keynote speaker at this conference. I had to go over my notes. There were any numbers of things I needed to be doing. I was here to teach people how to love people. I was going to explain that evangelism is not something you do, it’s something you live.

I was going to explain to them that they need to be the hand to help others up. So yeah, I was busy.

Dreadlocks would pass in a second and be just a soon forgotten memory. Besides, what difference did I think I could really make anyway? I was surrounded by hundreds if not thousands of down and outers here in Denver.

As Dreadlocks almost reached the point of no return, something burst out of me. What was that? Did I just say something?

I must have, because Dreadlocks looked right at me and hit the brakes. I did say something. At least I think I did. Maybe it was God using my voice to reach one of his children.

I realized as I walked down the steps that I had yelled, “Hey, we have coffee and donuts.” I met Dreadlocks at the curb. I shook his stained hand.

He immediately refused the coffee and donuts, but started quoting scripture and preaching to me. Not as a drunk or drug addict. He was more familiar with the bible than most Christians I know.

He shared with me how he had been robbed and beaten. He turned out his cheek to show me the injury he suffered to the inside of his mouth. They stole his clothes, his phone and a little piece of him. He told me he was homeless.

I asked his where he was from? He said Kansas City Missouri.

I asked if he had kids? He smiled and held up two fingers. “I got two daughters and two granddaughters.”

Suddenly I did not see some homeless guy but in his place, a proud grandfather. I asked him why he was in Denver? He said to his shame, he had come to smoke the legal marijuana. He said it was the worst mistake of his life.

He told me he was 46 years old and had been in the carpenter’s union back in Missouri for over 20 years.

I asked him if he was back in Missouri, would he be homeless? He said, “Of course not.” He said he had tried heroin 3 months ago and died. He came to with paramedics standing over him.

He said he had not touched a drug since but that he had a drinking problem.

I asked him why not just go home? He said he couldn’t because he did not have the money. I asked him would he go home if he could? He said, “Absolutely.”

I asked him how much was a bus ticket? He said, “$160.00.”

I asked him his name? “David.” I told him if he came back at 2pm when I was speaking, I would get him a ticket home. He was overcome. He just could not believe it was true.

I assured him it was true. He rode away smiling. “I’ll be back.” He yelled over his shoulder.

I shared with my hosts what I was going to do. They asked, “What about his bike? Is he going to take it on the bus?” I didn’t know but assured them we would work it out.

David showed up at 1pm He sat in the back of the church and cried. He told those around him he was overwhelmed by the feeling of God’s love through us.

When I was done speaking I asked David where his bike was. He said he saw a homeless man with bad feet walking slowly. He gave him the bike.

After the conference we drove David to the bus station in Denver. I purchased the ticket. We gave him $60.00 to eat on the trip. We prayed with him. We hugged. Hew said he loved us.

David asked me if he gave me a dreadlock to remember him, would I keep it? I said, “Absolutely.” But in truth, I won’t need a dreadlock to remember David.

He could not thank me enough. He asked, “How can I ever thank you?”

My friend and driver told him, “Don’t ever let me see you back in Denver under these circumstances.” We all laughed. I told him, “Go to detox, get your job back and be the best father and grandfather you can be.”

He promised he would. He was not going to waste a second chance. I believe him.

I could have stood silently on the steps. I could have let the homeless guy with the crazy head full of dreadlocks just pass by.

What difference could I possibly make? There are so many like him.

For David, I made all the difference in the world. I gave David back to his two daughters and his two precious granddaughters. I gave two daughters and two granddaughters their father and grandfather back.

I sent the prodigal son and father home. God sent me on a 14 hour round trip to let David know He loved him and I was almost too busy with the work of Christ to do the work of Christ. To be his hands and heart.

The experienced changed me as much if not more than it did David. I pray I never get too busy to be Jesus. I pray you never do either.

I leave you with these:

Keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters. Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it. (Hebrew 13:1-2)

Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was in prison and you visited me.’ (Matthew 25:34-36)

Thanks for the dreadlock David

And the lesson

Do You Suffer From DBS

Posted: July 11, 2017 in Uncategorized

Before you freak out and google WebMD, let me explain what DBS is. But first I will tell you that if you have DBS, no doctor on the planet can cure you.

So what is DBS? Is it fatal? How long do you have left to live?

Dry Bone Syndrome

DBS was first discovered in Ezekiel 37:1-2

The hand of the Lord was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry.

So what the heck was that about? Why in the world would God take Ezekiel for a walk through a valley full of bones?

I believe it was to teach you and me how to worship him properly.

As believers we are commanded to examine ourselves:

Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith, test yourselves.

(2 Corinthians 13:5)

Paul gives no credence to whether you’ve been a church member since you were a baby. We are to examine ourselves to see if our hearts have the correct attitude towards worship.

Just because you do this church thing on Sunday, doesn’t mean anything.

I’ve had people work for me in my painting company that totally mess up the job and then defend themselves by saying, “I’ve been painting for fifteen years.”

I simply say, “Well you’ve been doing it wrong for fifteen years.” See time is not the marker when it comes to attending church. A changed life is.

Many young people, and older folks too, have made a routine out of church attendance. Like brushing their teeth or getting dressed in the morning.

Routine

I looked up the meaning of routine and found this;

Habitual or mechanical performance of an established routine. A boring state or situation in which things are always done the same way.

Habitual

I also looked up habitual;

Doing, practicing or acting in some manner by force of habit. Doing something without thinking about it.

Have you made going to church a routine? You go because it’s the thing to do on Sunday. You go because your parents expect you to go.

Do you go through the motions, lip syncing your way through the songs? Checking Facebook? Thinking about what you’re gonna do right after church?

You know what to say and when to say it, but your heart is not in it. It has become ritual, not worship.

Maybe you are just waiting to turn 18 so you can stop going to church. You can finally sleep in on Sunday morning.

If this describes you, you suffer from DBS

In the passage from Ezekiel 37, God showed the prophet a valley full of dry bones. God asked Ezekiel, “Can these bones live?” God knew the answer was yes but something supernatural had to take place and it did.

In Ezekiel 37:5

This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life.

If you allow god to breathe on your dry bones, He can recreate life in you.

In Ezekiel 36:25-27, God makes this promise to you:

I will sprinkle clean water on you, and you will be clean; I will cleanse you from all your impurities and from all your idols. I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. And I will put my Spirit in you and move you to follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws.

Wrap your mind around that. The God of the universe, The God who created everything, the God without beginning or end, wants to put his spirit in you and then help you to want to obey Him.

How unbelievable is that? He will transform your heart to want to worship Him.

God wants to do this in you and through you. He wants to pour out his Spirit on you. He says, “I did not die a horrible death on the cross so you can come to a building one day a week and limp through a service and call it worship.

He died so that you can have an abundant life. Abundant Worship. He wants your life to be a witness to the world.

Don’t make God Routine