Last weekend The Shepherd Center boys went to their homes for a visit. (Well, most of them anyway…)
Some didn’t want to go, others were ready to spend the night with some family. But everyone who was able, went home.
Sunday afternoon I was driving to TSC, and as I drove through town, some of my boys spotted my van. Seeing their big smiles and hearing them shout my name, I pulled over and picked them up. They were so excited to see me and have a free ride the rest of the way.
One of the first things they told me was that they were hungry. Most likely they didn’t have lunch, or at least missed some meal since they left TSC.
I stopped and bought a cluster of bananas to share with the four boys I had with me, and whoever we would find had already returned to the house.
After I’d pulled over at a small shop that sells bananas along the road, I sent one of the boys out with a little money to make the purchase.
A police officer was sitting outside the shop. He recognized the boy from his days on the street.
He came over to my van and greeted the other three boys from the windows. They had quite a pleasant exchange. Then the officer turned to me. He thanked me for taking care of these boys. (Of course I took the thank you on behalf of everyone at TSC, not just myself.)
Of course he knows that they are no longer on the streets in town, and all the trouble that comes with it. And he saw that they are happy. They are in good hands…They are in God’s hands. We at TSC are just thankful to be the tools God is choosing to use at this time.