A Homeless Man: Blood on his Lips
The ambulance was sent without a police escort. It parked alongside the street and the EMT ’s rushed out to meet the homeless man.
The man said to them, “Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is near!! What are your names?”
“I am Sgt. Pete,” the blonde haired EMT said firmly.
“I’m Simon,” the other man said flatly.
“My brother Andrew is driving the ambulance,” Sgt. Pete stated. “We’ve been doing this since we were in the Army.”
“What is your name?” Sgt. Pete stated.
The man began to answer but then collapsed on the hood of the car, blood trickling from his lips.
He then raised his head up high looking towards the sky.
“Come, follow me,” he said, “and I will make you fishers of men.”