We started coming to Arkansas last March. Across the busy road we live on is a 5 acre grass field with several concrete picnic tables similar to the ones in the roadside parks in Georgia.
There is a homeless man who lives on one. He sleeps on the top unless it is raining. Then he sleeps under it. He hangs out there all day. His possessions are about the size of a pillow. We see him just about every day as we ride by on the hotel shuttle.
None of the staff here knows anything about him.
He has a story. He has/had parents who love him. God loves him. That's about all we can figure out. Pray for the un-named homeless man if you will.
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