What drove him to the shores of UGM's doors? This shipwreck of a man.
He sits, almost beached, on our hard paved sidewalk. A sandal missing as he picks frenetically at his feet.
To engage with him is to receive senseless rants and to listen is to hear voices not his own.
A look into his face is to see pale blue eyes, a revelation of pain, hurt, confusion and agitation.
He has a name. Jesus knows his beginning and his end.
Please pray for 'D', that he will find himself in the Master's hands, able to float and sail with the Savior at the helm of his new life.
'D's life matters!