I recently wrote an article for the online zine, Burnside Writers Collective about the good work of my friends Denie and Ken, two street saints who serve "those who live outside" in their prospective cities.

Here's an excerpt to tease your appetite...then follow the link to read the rest...and consider leaving a comment over there. It will encourage D and K!

In the mid-section of her ordinary life, my friend Denie, whom I’ve known since before we were old enough to vote, felt what she described as a call of God to minister to the homeless. She wasn’t sure what that meant for her life, but she was full of faith and unction that she had received a bonafide assignment from the Holy Spirit.  She began volunteering at the city shelter. but within  six months she realized that it wasn’t working out. “I don’t mean to sound like what they’re doing isn’t good, because it is, but it doesn’t feel personal to me. These poor people come in day in and day out and they just push them along like cattle. I can’t do that.” And so, she was back to square one. If the Almighty had given her marching orders to demonstrate His love and compassion towards the homeless— and she wholeheartedly believed he had—then she felt certain that there must be a better way. - No Preaching Allowed, Burnside Writers Collective