Hey There, Hobo

     Hi. I'm a hobo.

     Most people don't think of me as one. Some people think I've got my act together. Some people think I don't have bad days. Some people think I'm like spiritually mature or something.

     But really, I'm insecure. I have horrible days. I drift from God.

     However, I am a hobo with some experience in this vagabond life. It hasn't been easy. There have been times when I didn't have anyone in the world to talk to who could care and listen and understand. Not my parents, nor brothers or sisters, or friends. And all I could do was ask, in my depravity and very finite understanding, why God had forsaken me. People quote Romans 8:28 all the time, and say that everything happens for good. But living like you believe it in every single thing that comes in life is a whole, huge, polarly different matter.
     And you know? A hobo who has made it through the hard times and has experienced the most knows better and better how to relate to and help hobos who are struggling now too. And the seemingly experienced ones never stop learning. The new ones know stuff the older ones wish they knew. We're all in this together, figuring things out as we go along.
     We don't have any 'money' to magically exchange for what we need. We're a classless system. We have to beg our Provider every day for our daily bread. We are often misunderstood.
     Somedays, our Great Provider gives us a ticket into the buffet. And some days, He sees fit to give us dry bread and water. We have such a great time in the buffets, that if they last very long, we often forget the Provider since we've got all we need right there in front of us. We do love the buffets. But it's the days when we've eaten that last crust of bread that we have and have no clue what to do that we know our Provider best. For when all we have is Him, it is then that we realize that He is all we need.

     So fellow hobos? Please join me on my journey. We're both penniless, and we need each other to prod ourselves along. We do have a mission, though no home here. We have a King, though no country. We have a great inheritance, though no rich relations. We have nothing tying us down from reaching our goal. No one can truly hurt us. There is nothing on this path to fear. The journey is rough, but the Destination more worth it than our little minds could ever fathom in a billion years here.

Come along, won't you?




~Esserita


Especially for my fellow hobo Jenn.