A little Taste of Heaven

The past two Fridays I've had opportunities to accompany Rob and Mei yit Dobbs who have begun a ministry with homeless who live in my area of the city. The first time I went I was quite nervous, not knowing what to expect or how to I would be recieved. They recieved us very warmly and my concerns were easily put to rest. Mei yit and Rob have developed a good reputation with them and they now look towards there visits it seems. The people, about twenty live in a community together in a cemented area that is surrounded by busy roads of the metro system. They wash car windows to make money and cook together. They have some dogs who live within the community as well, one of them named Adrian is the biggest rottweiler I have ever seen. A man named George called it over and told it to say hi to me so it lifted up its paw for me to take... which I did... gingerly. Its paw was almost the same size of my hand.

The first time I went Meiyit gave out bibles to some, and we read a passage from Luke. Some of them have never learned to read, with one of them having actually been born into this community of homeless. It was fun to hear them interact with the scriptures and sad at the same time to hear them say that they felt it was too late for them. When we prayed for some of them it was clear to see they were moved. On my second time going there, they asked Meiyit and my host sister Lupita to sing some praise songs for them. It was like being in heaven the way the two sang and watching two of the younger men crying and holding onto each other as they listened to the words. Once again I am moved by how sometimes we set out to minister to others and they in turn end up ministering to us.