by Emily Wierenga | Oct 23, 2013 | gospel, homeless, hungry, inner city, love, mission, poverty, prodigal magazine, street person
I can’t walk into a fast food restaurant bathroom anymore without seeing her legs, the way they stuck skinny beneath the door that day in old man pants, with white socks and black slippers. A little girl and her mother were in front of me and we all froze and I said...