Weary

During the overnight hours, the town of Conway had an layer of ice poured upon it and I’m convinced that no one has felt the sting of cold weather like our local homeless population. The

Conway Ministry Center

began making special accommodations to be open extended hours due to the forecast. What a difference it has made.

What I have seen is that my unsheltered friends are tired. They have trickled in, weary and cold, hungry and hurting, and desperate to just be still. Many have simply slept, some barely waking up long enough to eat something warm before returning to the comfort of a bed with fresh sheets and a new pillow. Others eat so much, like they are preparing for the possibility of a day where they will have to leave and finding a meal won’t be so easy.

It is in this place where you will find the weary drag their tired souls to a place of refuge where I pray they know how loved they are.

So that’s where we will be. Soon the weary will be us, yet we will keep coming back, day after day, night after night: to the warming station. Like those that we are called to care for, to feed, to offer comfort to, to clothe, to shelter, to pray with and for, we will continue to do just that.

And maybe, just maybe, they will see Jesus.

“Preach the Gospel at all times. And when necessary, use words.”