To a man sitting in front of his house

Having deposited this hitchhiker, the presence of the Lord was upon me. I left Frank and our guest. Every summer, an old man sits, sometimes accompanied, in his garage overlooking a main street. I often went past him without having the courage to stop to talk to him. Often I was sad to see him from morning to 8:00, until evening at 18:00, sitting drinking beer and smoking.

The Bible gives us in the New Testament a revelation about the heart of Lot, saying through Peter : "This righteous, who dwelt in the midst of them, tormented his soul, day by day, because of what he saw and heard of their criminal acts" (2 Peter 2: 8). I often felt like Lot when I saw this man, tormenting me internally because of his sad, dilapidated life. I sometimes saw this old man walking in his underwear in front of his house. How sad. If we could have the eyes of the Lord and above all, share his heart! God does not want anyone to be lost!

That day, he was not outside because it was winter, I saw a woman who entered his house, and I asked him where this man lived. I went upstairs and entered that smoky apartment. I realized that he lived in a small apartment of about 30m2, his walls were lined with pornographic photographs, frames and crucifixes. There were 3 TVs next to each other, 2 of which were lit. I quickly told him about the Lord (he was English) and left him, my clothes impregnated with a smell of cigarette. I had passed several times in front of his apartment without ever imagining the conditions in which this man lived, behind his door.

I went back to see him with a friend, and I prayed for him and one of his companions.

Jeremy Sourdril