Here comes Jesus in another distressing disguise—meeting Oscar
It was a cold morning and I was looking forward to sitting at the table in Starbucks, reading my paper and having breakfast before our Advent retreat began. I noticed what I thought was a homeless man sitting in a chair near the window. As I sat down to eat, I asked him if he had eaten breakfast and when he said no, I gave him some money to buy some. He shook my hand and introduced himself, thanked me and offered to do work for me if I needed something done. He returned to his chair for a moment and then came to sit with me at the table. We ate breakfast together, shared the morning paper and talked for a bit. As I left I felt more than the food or the paper or the money, he needed me, my companionship, to feel, if only for a moment, that he belonged to someone. As we begin this journey into the wilderness of Lent, let us pray to be open to Jesus in all His distressing disguises.