An Open Letter to the Man on the Corner of Baxter and Love
It was after the 9am service that I saw you. You were standing in the 38º weather at the four-way stop on Baxter and Love, the corner where my church meets. You had a prosthetic leg and a sign that said "Imminent Situation." My first thought was a result of three-and-a-half years of business school, where I've been taught to evaluate situations in terms of financial gain. "How strategic," I mused as I pulled out of the parking lot and caught a glimpse of you, "To place yourself outside one of the biggest churches in the valley, a place where we're taught to give generously and live missionally." My second thought was one of fear and shame. My heart started pounding as I watched as car after car pulled up to that stop sign, paused, and then kept driving. I watched as people briefly made eye contact with you and then deliberately turned away. I watched as my sisters and brothers were presented with the chance to show you what Christ's love