GOD LIVES IN THE STREETS

 

It was around 11:30pm. She pleaded with her husband to waste no further time thinking. 'Baby, please let's get going. Times are bad. We do not know him. If he were to be a good man, all these men gathered would have helped him out'. Her husband wanted to yield to the pleas of his loving wife but the hapless and helpless man continued albeit faintly: 'Sir please help me. I have lost a lot of blood. I'm dying. It was an accident. Look at the bike man lying lifeless'. The man again looked at the broken and protruding bones of the victim and decided to help out. 'He is dying' , he said to his wife. 'I can't leave him here. No I can't'. Quickly, he jumped out of his SUV and with the help of an onlooker, he lifted the victim up and into his jeep. There was no sleeping that night. They got to the hospital around 3:00am. Then having secured an admission in the hospital, the man left around 5:00am. My friend the victim, would go on to spend 5months and 2weeks in both traditional and orthodox hospitals before he was declared fit to be discharged.

God lives in the streets.

He lost His accommodation years ago. If you happen to see Him wandering in the streets and you can, get Him a place to lay His head.

He lost his job some months back. Now He is seeking employment. If you are in the position, do give Him a job. Let not thy hands be tied.

 The other night, He got knocked down by a drunk driver. The banker saw Him dying and passed by. He was late and needed to get some rest before the next day. The pastor saw Him and passed too. He was running late to a night vigil. The man that picked Him up was an ordinary man who saw the divinity in Him. A Simon of Cyrene

God lives amongst us.

 

His children were sent out of school for nonpayment of school fees. Can you? Please they need to learn

If you are on your way to church on a Sunday morning and you happen to see Him on the road begging you to help Him convey his dying child to a hospital. Hit 'em brake. Forget the church. God just met you outside the church.

He has lost all hopes. He has taken to drinking. He is now a drunk. He just fell inside a gutter. Please help Him up. And should you know His home, take Him home.

Deceivers and swindlers abound. They extort, they kill and they plunder. But never mind, God is always on the watch out for His own. And should you die helping a supposed God, Oh how bless you are!!!!

It is actually better to die helping than to live neglecting. Because to do the later, on the last day, you might stand, regretting.