The "ragged people" receive me with enthusiasm in my old ministry area
(the Atlantic Area). I sometimes needed to be tough with them, so it is
good to see that there is still much affection there. Yesterday I met a
vagrant who now owns a dog. He said: "I woke up in the street one
morning and it was lying asleep next to me. A dog puts love in your
heart."
OBSERVATION: The last time I heard (quite some time ago), there were about 700 vagrants in the area.
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