A Church For The Homeless

by Frankie L. Holbrook There is a church in woodruff park where the concrete walls are the pews, and the instruments are our hands. The worship team is made up of people who have everything they own in bags by their feet. We close our eyes when we sing, and we clap to songs like “Jesus on the Mainline” as Eddy leads us in song. He stands beside the old oak tree in Woodruff Park. He is slightly elevated by the concrete surround of the tree. This is his stage. This church is real. There is no judgement here. The...

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