Author: Shannon Greer
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S M E L L
It was bad – an unfortunately familiar smell. A homeless man, saturated in cheap liquor and his own pee, sat inside the cafe beside the door to our gathering room. No one said anything to me about it, but I could tell by their inquisitive glances they were wondering “What are we going to do?” …
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R E S T //
I walked up to the door this morning and there was his wire cart filled to the brim with blankets, coats, and who knows what else? I correctly presumed that it belonged to Thomas, but Thomas was no where around. I felt that tinge of frustration that his stuff was just sitting there outside our…
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O U T C A S T / /
He showed up at our Sunday morning gathering a couple of months ago. He was early, so he sat in the corner and read his Bible as the worship team practiced. During worship and communion I noticed him wiping tears from his eyes and I knew he was feeling something deep down inside – what…
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Sidewalk Conversations // 92120
He came back today. I was kind of waiting for him. Wondering if he would show up. He walked up and I said “hello”. He acknowledged me and looked at me sheepishly, his eyes gave away his curiosity, “would they let me come back?” s // “Hey man, you remember what happened Friday?” a //…
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Sidewalk Conversations // 91720
Sidewalk Conversations// I’m learning to expect the unexpected. Especially in my day to day conversations with people. I think I live so much of my life trying to get from point “a” to point “b” that I miss the significance of so many moments that are given to me in a day. Especially in the…
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Sidewalk Conversations // 91520
I carry this book with me just about everywhere I go. I’ve become so accustomed to having it with me that I sometimes forget it’s there. It brings me comfort, offers me wise counsel, corrects me, and gives me hope. I find life in its pages – real life. Sadly, I take it for granted.…
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Sidewalk Conversations // 91120
They didn’t say a word as they walked by this morning. Silence. Each one carrying an American flag over their shoulder. It was a memorial walk through the streets of Chattanooga remembering September 11, 2001. It was peaceful. It was heartbreaking. Sad, of course, at the memory of such devastating loss 19 years ago, but…
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Sidewalk Conversations // 90920
Some of my favorite conversations are the collaborative ones, the ones when i get to talk to someone about working together. I’ve had a lot of those. Some of them are dead ends. Some folks want to collaborate until they realize you can’t deliver huge returns. Some talk about doing something and then they never…
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Sidewalk Conversations // 90320
I love the front row seat I have in the lives of some of our friends. Ray has walked such a journey over the years; addiction, arrests, temper issues. But he’s been “clean” for several weeks now and I can see he’s working so hard to turn a corner. He’s needed lots of Pay It…