There was a time in my life when the sight of paw prints..made me both scared and sad. Young men...baggy clothes...and tattoos of a dog paw on exposed sin was a symbol of deep pain colliding with a fighters heart. I used to serve young men, gang members ages 16-24 who had criminal records, dropped out of school, and had addictions.
Today, God's called me to serve in Vancouver's richest neighborhood.
The life I once lived seems like a shadow.
And while that makes me sad...it also makes me realize that the sight of shadows means there's a light shining nearby...and the young men with paw print tattoos are still tatooed on my heart...and shadows help me remember them.