Picnic table

When I left the church this afternoon, there was a man on a bike in the parking lot.  He had his possessions strapped to the back of the bike, a well-worn Bible on top.  We talked.  And talked.  And talked.  Could he sit at the picnic table?  The picnic table always seems to be in a different place.  After we moved it into the shade, I pictured it being moved time and again into the shade, Jesus sitting there regularly.

I met Jesus this afternoon

Just outside the church.

He rode his bike in the parking lot

Said he was spending tonight

At Wheaton Bible.

He went through detox three times

Years ago

Before he found Jesus.

His scripture verses all lined up

King James.

It stopped him from drinking

Again.

I met Jesus

Homeless this afternoon.

We moved the picnic table,

He and I,

Into the shade

So he had room

Out of the sun.

Tonight he will be Wheaton Bible.

Tomorrow the Congregational Church.

Now

The picnic table

Outside the church

In the shade.

I always find the picnic table moved

To a different place.

Now I know

Jesus sits there

In the shade.

At the picnic table

There is room.