An Encounter

Yesterday I talked to a troubled young man, homeless and mentally ill. We talked about different things, and he gave me his star of David pendant. He wanted me to have it, he said. I'm wearing it now. Toward the end of our conversation he said this to me:

I've lost my wallet seven times. I've broken the necks of seven snakes. It'll probably take me seven years to get to Israel.

His name was Micah. I pray that God will open his way to Israel and to wellness.