Street Peculiar

He was on the busy sidewalk, sandwich board sign over shoulders and covering front and back. The message read “Meet Jesus: ten, nine, eight, seven…”

Sun was trying to break through a misty late Sunday morning and many university students had taken to the sidewalks.

There were smirks and giggles, half hidden from the messenger. It was as if Saturday night foolishness could not let go. Others offered a congenial smile and perhaps a greeting. A few, glued to their cellphone screens, nearly collided. The majority just looked in some other direction when passing him by. What were their thoughts?

Meeting Jesus? He is alive. Wishes to be involved with them. Loves the streets of the common folk. Offers an exceptional encounter. It could be imminent, hence the count-down. Would they find themselves ready? What did that look like? Who might advise them, as they certainly were not reponding to the steeple bell down the block.

All this the messenger knew. He had left the gatherings of churchgoers for the thirsty and starving in spirit, out in the everyday. Standing upright, clear-headed and open-hearted, he was ready for engagement. Who might stop? Who might ask? This was the adventure of the Evangel. Peculiar or not, he knew his purpose. Close by the Gentle Carpenter was observing, smiling and readying Himself for a meeting of Providence. A good day for the Kingdom.

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Married and father of two. Living in Waterloo, Ontario. Workplace health and safety professional. Blogger. Poet. Nature hiker. History buff. Inspirational writer. Newsboy for Jesus.

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