Written by my most Amazing Wife Elaine Ledbetter:

I’m sitting here watching “Touched By An Angel” and the question was asked, “Do you know why God put our faces on the front of the body instead of the back?” 

What has happened in the past, is in the past. We can’t change it. We can’t go back and make a different choice or manipulate the situation for a different outcome. But we CAN move forward. We CAN allow God to chisel off our weaknesses and strengthen us so that we can be used in ways we could never imagine. 

In His Sovereignty, He has given us the free will to determine which paths we choose. Anger, bitterness, sadness, depression are just a few of the consequences of choosing to get “stuck” in the past. Forgiveness, freedom, love, happiness, mercy towards others, a new Kingdom ministry are but a few of the joys that await us when use our forward-looking faces to move forward…which, by the way, is the same way our feet move and our hands reach.

I received a call this evening from a hungry friend who is very street involved. In other words homeless. I jumped in the car to go get him something out of our pantry. We have scheduled days and hours to hand out groceries but knowing this man’s situation I couldn’t put him off.

I got him a frozen dinner and heated it for him, gave him a box of tuna fish salad snack, a pack of peanut butter crackers, and a bottle of water. I told him “God Bless you” and quickly locked the door and got in my car before anyone else showed up. Normally six others would be rushing me for food if they saw me. I just wanted to go home.

Unseen, I made my getaway. I turned the corner and went over the train tracks and looking to my left I saw Mitch, another one of our homeless Brothers. I hollered at him him and waved. I had no reason to but I quickly turned into the parking lot to talk to him for a minute. 

As we visited I asked about his day. It was nice weather. He spent his day walking around town. The police stopped to tell him to move on when he was resting in front of a business. He told me he had eaten a bean burrito from Taco Bell.

I was still eager to get home but this was my friend. He would find someplace to sleep outside tonight. I would be inside on a nice mattress and sheets. I would get dinner when I got home.

I reached in my pocket and pulled out some folding money. It wasn’t much but I handed it to him. 

“I wish I had more,” I said.

“This is fine.” He paused and added, “All of you have always treated me like I’m somebody. Thank you for being so nice to me.”

“Well, I happen to know that the Lord thinks highly of you so how could we not? I’m very honored to know you my Bother.”

A few more words then we bumped fists and said our goodbyes.

I pulled back onto the street and within two blocks I see Duke, another Street Brother. I honked and waved, let the passenger window down and yelled his name.

He paused in his fast walk and raised his head, waved and yelled my name. He smiled at me.

I could not have been more honored if he had been the governor of Texas and recognized me. 

I kept driving and began thanking our Father for the special people I know from the street who have made my life full. It’s like discovering very dear family members I never knew.