Street Stories - A Ringside Seat To Over 4 Decades Of Taking Jesus To The Streets Of The World

excitedly said, “Bobby, you gotta’ talk to Bob. You have to help him.”

I said, “O.K. O.K. Where is Bob?” Goldilocks took Pastor Sarge and me to a side table where a middle-aged man, all dressed in white, was sitting and was a bit disheveled. He too seemed a little over excited. Goldilocks and the other City Kids had to go as their ride was leaving. To be sure, Goldilocks approached me again about Bob. I told him not to worry and promised we would take care of Bob. As we began to minister to Bob, we heard an almost unbelievable story. Bob said he was a Viet Nam veteran, down on his luck. He had been homeless for a while and lived down near the river with some other homeless people. Bob had been struggling with severe depression and decided his life was not worth living. So, that morning he got up, put on the best clothes he had that were all white. He decided to end his life that day. It just so happened late in the afternoon; he made his way down Commercial Street to what he decided was the busiest street in town that Saturday. He stood on the corner just outside Dr. Munchies Pizza and waited for just the right truck to speed by so he could jump out in front of it and end the pain he was suffering. As he waited for just the right truck to come barreling by at just the right speed so he could jump out in front of it, he heard a voice calling out to him.

“Hey! Hey!” He hears someone yelling out to him. It broke his concentration. He heard the voice yelling out

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