… bought me lunch today.

I was walking past City Hall, looking conspicuously affluent, en route to the Airport.

The wafting aroma of salvation and steak on the grill enticed me to see what was happening out front.

A street church (wanting to go un-named) was providing Boxing Day lunch for one and all. Hey … I’m both homeless and unemployed.

Close enough I reckon.

Recently I find myself defending organized religion, especially Islam. This was a perfect example.

Everyone who attended this holiday dinner would agree it was a win-win-win for God.

The meal was fantastic. Highest quality. That set a festive tone.

Young people walked the line offering Christmas presents. (I declined.)

The volunteers, most new Canadians, were endearing. I spoke a long time with a Russian lady who lived for Jesus. This was one of her favourite events of the year.

Me too.

This event was likely the highlight of my very quiet weekend.

Merry Christmas. Happy holidays to everyone.