The man on the corner.
Posted by sellout
It was another church service. All the youth are gathering and hanging out at the front of the church sharing all the latest gossip… until their attention turned to the young black man across the street.
He was dirty wearing torn and worn clothing. He stood there silently staring ahead, cold and empty, just holding a cardboard sign reading “need help”.
Some scoffed, others laughed, still others just tried to pretend he was not there and continue their conversations. No one really seemed to care who he was or why he was there.
There he stood all the while looking ahead across the street, hoping just one person might come so much as say hello… and show him some of the love of Christ he knew of so well. Just one person to shed some light of hope on the church.
They all turned away and entered as service began, and the big wooden double doors of the chapel shut tight.
Service went on as usual for another half hour or so, everyone had probably forgotten about the man seconds after they sat down.
Everything was suddenly halted as the double doors in the back of the chapel opened once more.
It was the same dirty man from before standing there at the back of the church. He however now was dressed in a white shawl with a purple sash… with another cardboard sign.
It was dead silent as he walked into the church and walked up the aisle… and sat the sign down for anyone to see. He then again just as silently left.
The sign read :
“You have done it unto me”
…True story.