This past Saturday was the anniversary of the death of a man I greatly respected, Dr Ed Shirley, theologian and professor at St Edwards University. Ed used to tell a story of encountering Jesus and Mary on the bus one day that I always had a hard time with. Jesus and Mary were homeless people who shared their breakfast with Ed. On Saturday I had a similar encounter.
I was at Our Lady of Guadalupe parish in Austin for our regular Secular Franciscan meeting and I was outside with another Secular Franciscan when a man came by in some distress. I don't know for sure what was wrong and he may have been high or sick. We were having Mass so I got him a bottle of water and left it for him. He had laid down and looked like he was sleeping. I thought about him during Mass and prayed for him.
After Mass I got him some food and put out by the water. We were praying a Holy Hour and I offered my prayers for him but still felt the need to do something else. I went outside and pryed near him. I have done this before but never have I done this and felt such peace. Normally a battle is set up with whatever daemons are around the person. After a while someone else walked by and spoke to the man who got up looking refreshed and they talked about the food he had there. I waited and as I went back inside a woman approached me saying she had a young girl with her who was homeless and pregnant and did I have any food for her as well. I said yes and got her some.
Our holy hour wasn't done so I went back inside and felt such grace wash over me I cried. God does come to us in those close to us.
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