This morning, my youngest son and I served breakfast to the homeless. Our church has a weekly ministry at the park on Sundays. It's called "Church at the Park".
While people eat, a simple church service is given.
I was in charge of sliced oranges. People said "please" and "thank you". Some of them stayed after and helped us fold up the long tables.
"Church in the Park" happens every Sunday rain or shine.
Today on Easter we had about 80 guests. They are from all walks of life. Some live at the park, a few came on bikes, some came on foot with backpacks, 2 came on the bus...
As people threaded by me, I wasn't sure whether to say "Happy Easter" because of their hard lives. So I said, "Would you like more oranges?"
"Happy Easter!" a toothless man smiled.
"Happy Easter!" said a another.
One man went forward at the end of the church service. He said later, "I've been saved 5 times now!"
It was a wonderful way to spend Easter morning.