Saturday, November 28, 2015
Hobos in Pardise
They were hobos, but married and in love. She and he had met in college and had decided to live off the land for the rest of their days; toting only a bible, a whistle, the clothes on their back, some hygiene, and each others love. One night by a soft fire when a blue sky had just began to turn dark an old dreary bearded man swept into their path. They studied him some and never hesitated to share their supper, which was fish and berries. They spoke the word with him explaining that God's gift was to save those brave enough to have faith. It isn't measured in works. When they all finally slept the bearded man rose, a thief, a killer, he looked at the two generous hobos whom lay in comfort without worry. That moment he chose a new path to follow.