The US tabloid
newspaper The Sun reported on the experiences of several
homeless people in the US who claimed to have had encounters with
Among the experiences reported:
Alejandro Diaz, a 67-year-old man from Miami with cancer, had "lost
his faith in God when doctors told him he had less than a month
to live." One evening Diaz was searching through a restaurant dustbin
for food when, he said, "a soft-spoken man tapped me on the shoulder.
I thought he, too, was homeless so I offered him half of the bread
crust I had fished from the trash. He smiled and took my hand. It
was a feeling like none other - a kind of comforting warmth that
oozed through my body. For the first time in years I felt happy
to be alive. Tears welled in my eyes and I blurted out to this stranger:
'I don't want to die! Please help me!' We kneeled and prayed right
there among the cockroaches and rotting food. My new friend, of
course, was none other than Jesus. It didn't surprise me when the
doctor at the free clinic told me my cancer had vanished." Diaz
said he has met a number of other homeless people in South Florida
with similar experiences. He now holds daily prayer sessions on
a street corner in Miami.
"What you remember most is his eyes," said Tina Forsch of Los Angeles.
Forsch was on the street with her three children because their father
had left with another woman. "I was begging for food and change,"
she said, "and was so desperate I even considered selling my body.
I saw this guy coming down the street and thought to myself: 'He
won't hurt me. He looks too kind.' Before I could utter a word,
he put his hand on my shoulder and said: 'Your body is a temple
given you by God ... if you desecrate this temple, you are turning
your back on the one who cares and can lead you to the promised
land. He held me as I cried like a baby. When my tears stopped,
I felt my soul had been cleansed." Forsch accepted a $50 bill from
the man before he revealed his identity. He urged her to place the
children in a safe place. Forsch donated the cash to a church where
she now works as a housekeeper.
Sylvia Dennison, suffering from senility, wandered into a dangerous
neighbourhood of Chicago. She was surrounded by several young men,
but the would-be attackers were driven off by a flash of flame and
searing heat. When the smoke cleared, "Jesus guides Sylvia to a
John and Mary Donaldson of Pennsylvania became homeless after their
uninsured home burned down. A few days later Mary died. John Donaldson
became so desperate for money to give his wife a proper burial,
he planned to rob a bank. But, according to the article: "He's met
at the door [of the bank] by Jesus who walks him to a park bench
where they chat for hours." John vows to continue on with his life,
and change his ways for the better. Money from an anonymous donor
pays for his wife's service. (Source: The Sun, USA)