dennis j adams

Each week I journey down to the streets of Santa Cruz and love people. People that no one else seems to care about. At least that is what it seems to me. I am not an Elijah and I am not hiding in a cave. I just want to say that people are hurting and they need care. How should I explain this: Well, this week-end during church a guy was really wigging out. I just loved him and hugged on him (yes, he was dirty and whatever, so what, he was needing love). I sat him down and gave him food. A person came up to me and stated that that guy gets thrown out of every place he goes, but you just loved him. I thought, well, that is what the Lord told me to do.

I know that I put my life on the line everyday here in Santa Cruz. I mean I have murderers, thieves, prostitutes, homosexuals and drug dealers who attend church and they call me pastor. I love it! The purpose is to bring the light to them. Smile, show some kindness, after all isn’t that what Christians should do? My goal is not to harm but to help. Jesus does care, He will deliver and He will save all those that will come to Him! My steps are to lead them to Him.

You see I get confused sometimes: When I see people loving from a safe distance. Caring only for one day a year. Giving the least they have to people who need the most. Standing in the light and hoping darkness will come to them. Looking to be popular not faithful.

When I walk into the darkness I walk in with Him!

My prayers are that everyone will take time this week and find someone who is desolate, poor, hurting, dying, wretched, in pain, and walk up to them and hug them. Just tell them that Jesus loves them and so do you. Spend lunch with them. Listen to them and never ever forget to pray for them.

Peace

Dennis