Am I back??? Heck I don’t know. Lately I am not sure if I’m coming or going but my eye on the street stays centered and solid.

I found a group of the men yesterday located in a doorway of a shopping center that no longer is being used. The heat has been hellish this summer and they are seeking shade anywhere they can find it.

The police are trying to keep them from congregating under the bridge which I can understand. There is a sidewalk that runs along the river and it does go under the bridge to get out the other side. If you walk a mile and go under the bridge the sight of these fellas can often scare the biggest hero in the area.

Many hold their breaths and walk through them while others just can’t find the courage therefore they often turn around and go back the mile they just came or they find another way around.

The heat and humidity isn’t helping. They are filthy, smelly men. Often they ditch their shirts to stay cooler. Believe me I have been hugged many many times and every time I tell them they need to get a shower.

So anyhow…they stay much on the move during the day looking for shade and a breeze. Yesterday I found their new spot and Missy and I stopped to see what was happening along the riverbank and under the bridge.

Adam, pictured here was there and earlier this week I found him passed out and noticed his beard. Adam had been in and out of jail the month of July (public drunkenness) so I hadn’t seen him for several weeks. Yesterday I asked him if I could take his picture. He politely obliged me and stood like a little boy for me to snap the shot.

He is a special guy to me. Ever since the first time I told him that I loved him he always makes sure he hugs me and tells me that he loves me first. Adam is very sick. Yes from alcoholism but he has told us that the jail has run test on him a few months back and they say he has stomach cancer.

Often he asks us to pray for him which we do and the haunting look of fear stars to the sky as if to say “I don’t understand.” Oh sure, to you and I, we understand. Sin often can take you farther than you want to go and keep you longer than  you want to stay. I close with an “amen” and know miracles happen…Adam needs one. Otherwise he won’t be with us much longer.

He loves Jesus… I just can’t get him and many others to love to live.

Missy reminded me today to remember my resorces with people are limited. Once I’ve reacehed it…I must let go. For me it’s not an outward letting go it’s an emotional one.

Spiritually, nahhh I’ll never release yet I know soon a few of the other are going to die. It hurts like hell when you invest so much, knowing full well how they live does limit quality of life. I don’t feel cheated and I do feel very honored to be asked of God to do what we do however watching the “living dead die” simply breaks your heart.

So am I back…? Who knows. I’m a writer. Sometimes I need to get the words out of my head. My work never ends so until it does, I don’t either.


3 Responses to “Adam”

  1. Glad to see your post today which is very good by the way…… I told you the weirdest feeling I had today driving by that shopping center, and seeing this picture of Adam brings it back again …. the overwhelming sense that we belong there….. haven’t really felt that in a long long time…….. maybe it was wishful thinking or just maybe it was God??

  2. I’m glad you’re still posting on this blog. I know how difficult it is for you, doing what you do, but it’s good to hear some of these things even if it’s not always the positive outcome you want. Adam has beautiful eyes…the windows into his soul.

  3. Your job is not to question but to react so if it means hugging someone or writing on your blog you will do what you are asked to do without question.
    Miss you guys a lot wish I was close to get to know your friends.

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