I caught just a glimpse of Jesus as I turned right from the exit ramp off the highway and onto Excelsior Boulevard Sunday afternoon.
But He looked like a she. She was young and round and sweating in the hot summer sun; holding a sign that said “Pregnant and Homeless”.
Only, apparently she hadn’t taken “Homelessness 101” because she wasn’t standing in the “right” spot where homeless folks camp – the spot where cars have to stop and it’s easy to hand something out the window.
