“The Lord Jesus Christ can help. He sees the way that you are and he doesn’t judge. He loves you. He loves all of his children, of which you are most certainly one. Come to our service this Sunday and let his love guide you away from the dark path that you’re on.” She held out a pamphlet to the homeless man struggling to get to his feet. He’d just been asleep on the sidewalk, body teetering over the edge into the gutter, when the Twenty blew past and startled him awake.
“Here, take this. All of our information is in there. Dates, times, email address, suggested bible verses, all that.” The homeless man grunted as he made another attempt to stand. The woman smiled, patiently holding the pamphlet in front of his face as he collapsed back to his knees. From across the street a man ran towards them, stopping to help the homeless man up. “Yah goddamn idiot.” The man from across the street said to her before returning to the other side.