God made the two great lights, the greater one to govern the day, and the lesser one to govern the night, and the stars. Genesis 1:16 Bill the Homeless Man’s Night

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Wig’s Word of God Today 2-11-2013

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Who flung the stars from His cries to create a world we all have to vie?

God made the two great lights, the greater one to govern the day, and the lesser one to govern the night, and the stars. Genesis 1:16

Genesis 1:1-19, Psalm 104 & Mark 6:53-56

As someone who once lived homeless, hungry and hurt, I imagined the picture often of what homeless men, women and children feel every night in every corner of our great world. When you have an opportunity to live first-hand the events of people without an address, you come to think of the many nights looking out across the vastness of the sky where stars twinkle in your eye and life teams with excess that could cause you to die allowing thoughts of a God Who flung the stars from His cries to create a world we all have to vie. We have to strive, struggle and stray from God in the midst of lewdness, libations and lust for His grace will not envelope sin but the eagerness of faith, hope and love established in Christ partaking in Truth’s trust. We can try and oppose God’s grace in spite of living for God’s Eternal Might while denying His grace comes to Light finding His love never leaves you to plight offering endlessly the Truth that is Right.

We learn that these people of the night aren’t pretty and clean many not knowing a bath for years to deem grime that floats atop the skin of oily sheen we contend to ignore the injustice of self-willed schemes. Self-willed or not God instructs to love all ignoring not the Child of God of His lot unwilling to allow His love to flow not. My friend I’ve known for three years nil and homeless man named Bill only in his mid-fifties has lived in the woods for 13 years to fill every trashcan rummaged for aluminum to make a dollar bill to eat or feed his two dogs making sure they get their fill. I have tried and tried to get him some help in the midst of his life of healing in spite of the conditions he lives each and every night informing me he’s had no bath to right the filth covering him in gloss much like the moss in the Grand Live Oak so bold he’s dying lonely and lost.

This morning I pray he awakes in the bed even if it’s been years to rid the luster caked on after a shower so long because me and some kids gave him a room for his digs to wash and to shower his polish every hour reminding him last night as I left take as many Hollywood showers you can muster in power of a soft bed instead of the ground to be found last night with his trike in his room my back feeling the need to soothe his mood lugging it up a flight of stairs to his room he must have his bike to survive the truth. He escaped a doctor’s visit yesterday explaining he had to wash his dogs in the lake he not knowing his wish to wash would soon come true knowing his fright of doctors and the money they pursue he will live on the streets until God says he through- life without God can never be True. Amen.

We ask in prayer: Dear LORD, we pray today we can see You in the stars at night imagining Your pleasure as You set them just right. Praying for the Emmaus Team of South Carolina, New Jersey and Harvard IL. Praying for Kairos Prison Ministry. Prayers for Dr. Cruz-Peluca. Greg Bishop, stay strong in Christ we pray. Day four of a Novena of Prayers for a teenager name Monica. Prayers for Marco. LORD, help us to have courage to help and serve those in need. In Jesus Name we pray. Amen.

Yours in Christ,

Thomas Cruz†Wiggins

†Spirit led God inspired Christ fed

Romans 8:28

 

Fear Not My Friend We Say in God’s Grace– In Honor of Homeless Bill’s Nights

 

Fear not my friend

Life we must defend

Homeless or not we send

God’s love to contend

 

With nights of rain and cold

A hard ground seems odd without snow

The softness of God’s world to crow

People of faith sharing God’s love to know

 

At least once in a blue-moon we trace

Unknown Angles who seem ugly to face

Providing a shower to feel clean to taste

Sleeping on the floor used to the haste

 

Fear Not My Friend We Say in God’s Grace

 

© Thomas Joe Cruz†Wiggins February 11, 2013 @ 6:17 AM EST

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