Pedro

We had seen Pedro before. On our first encounter, he was famished and ate three sandwiches. Tonight he was cheerful. Someone had donated a Pacer jacket that fit him perfectly. After eating, Pedro came up to us and thanked us  in his broken English. He looked at Karen and asked, “Will you pray with me?”

We gathered together in a circle and held hands. Pedro began to pray asking the Lord to watch over and protect the family he had left behind. We closed with the “Our Father.” He hugged and thanked each of us.