What kind of person goes to church in a dump?

Ummmm...that would be us!

Last year we started something called Street Church with our homeless people on Sunday nights.  It's one of those things where you can't really plan what will happen but it's always good!  We usually have testimonies and sharing of the word as well as prayer.  We've just started bringing food as well because it's been so cold that it's good for them to have something hot and nutritious before bed.  Mark also decided that it would be fun to bring somekind of game to play with them afterward so we bring an old Viking game (because we're proud Minnesotans!) that we learned from his brother called kuub.  It's been so great!  The guys love playing the game and eating the food--it feels like something just natural for them, something that men just do.  It's a time to just hang out and relax and fellowship with them.  We love it!

Last Sunday night I met "Juli".  When I looked at this person dressed in a woman's sweater and slacks all feminine and pretty I new that he wasn't a woman.  I started talking to him and he asked if we had any food left.  We didn't so I offered to take him across the street to get some pupusas (stuffed taco-like things) and salad.  He came with Lorena and I.  (Lorena and her husband, Fernando, work with us at street church)  We ordered the food and then stood outside to talk.  That was when "Juli" admitted that his name was Julio and that he was gay.  I just asked him about his family and he broke down.  He hasn't been living on the streets long.  He came out to his mother that he's gay and she went crazy.  She kicked him out and threatened to kill him.  He has since found out that his brother is looking for him to kill him as well.  He was just broken.  He asked Lorena and I to pray for him and we did.  He sobbed. 

Please pray for Julio.

Here's some photos of our time at street church!