17 and Homeless

This 17 year old kid walks over to us after getting off of the Max and asks us for a cigarette. We told him we didn't have any and expected him to walk about because he didn't get want he wanted. Instead he asked us what we were reading and I said the Bible. He tells us he doesn't believe what the Bible has to say and after explaining why I knew he didn't know much of anything that was in there because he told us the old and new testaments are pretty much exactly the same and both worthless. Ashleigh and I gave it our best shot at explaining the differences and the sacrifice Jesus made, but he really didn't understand or care much about what we had to say.

We started getting off topic of God and just about life and he told us he was living with this street family and doing anything that would make him feel good. Homeless at 17 I just thought to myself, how blessed am I? I have a place to stay a good family and a car and go to a nice school. God has been so good to me! The next thing I felt was compassion this kid was really rough and his language would have made my mom cry, but deep inside this street kid there was a soul just like mine who desperately needed Jesus.

I didn't have much money, but I asked him if he had eaten today and he said no. So I took him to the mall which was right next to the park and he picked out some food. It wasn't cheap let me tell you, but it was worth it to see him eat that huge thing of chinese food because he was so hungry. We sat and talked with him a while longer while he ate his food then we had to leave him because our Max train pulled up. Who knows where that kid is now...

Its just amazing to me to see how God takes a person like me and uses me to talk to people about God I think Ashleigh feels the same way about it. We both didn't want to do what we were there for, but God used us anyways and hopefully that kid was blessed by God that day.