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Let the Lord Lead
The old man was ragged, dirty, and quite ill kept, As he sat next to me on the park bench I could tell it had been a while since perhaps he’d slept. He looked weary and tired like he’d just lost it all, He had the look of a man who had his back to the wall. I’m usually not this blunt but I was suddenly inspired, Is there anything I can do to help I modestly inquired? As his lip started quivering and he wiped the tears from his old eyes, He said I lost my job while back, still don’t know the reason as to why. Next thing that happens, the company goes under and my pension is lost. I couldn’t afford a lawyer, they wanted their money up front and it was too great of a cost. My savings went fast paying the mortgage and notes, I couldn’t find another job due to my age they won’t hire this old goat. They foreclosed on my home and my wife left the scene, Said I was worthless, she was real hurtful and mean. I took to the streets the only thing I could do, She took everything that was left even my clothes when she said we were through. Twenty seven dollars and eighty five cents was all I had to my name. It’s been a little over a year and I still haven’t figured out who’s to blame. He said you’re the first person to show that you cared and it means quite a lot. As a tear ran down his face he said I’m not a bad guy really I’m not. I said I have a little cabin on the lake that needs a caretaker but the pay is not much, Free room and board with a small monthly salary and benefits as such. So we shook on the deal and headed on out, He became a blessing for me as our friendship grew solid and stout. If I had gone out looking to pick a friend he would have been very low on my list, But the Lord had other plans and He always adds His own little twist.
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