Sid could barely read but he carried his pocket New Testament everywhere. Somewhere, somehow, someone had made a connection. He joined the choir for a chance to sing the one song he knew, Thank You. Other members made fun of him for singing the song so often.
When has was eight, Sid lived on the street, dumpster diving for warmth and for food. His parents weren’t around much. If he didn’t wake in time for school, he didn’t go, and no one cared. The school expelled him for fighting and truancy.
With limited education and with no skills, he never held a job. He survived the best way he could. He would steal anything and then sell his stash for food and shelter.
Sid spent most of his adult life in prison. His life of crime left him with bullets lodged in his back and half a stomach. He received no mail and only talked about an imaginary aunt. For Sid, no one cared. No one could be trusted. No one told the truth.
One day, someone told him of God’s love, acceptance, and forgiveness. As hard as his life had been, Sid came to trust God. That gave him reason to sing, Thank you for giving to the Lord, I am a life that was changed.
Have you ever made a real impact? Someone did for Sid.
“Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect.” 1 Peter 3:15 NIV