Today, besides requests for food and clothes, this request came to the door: A woman and man requesting food and drink for a 24-hour bus trip. They had their bus tickets, but were very thirsty and the young woman was extremely sunburned. The bus was leaving in an hour and they had come to Fort Wayne because they had been promised jobs. As it turned out, the group of people they were with were being sold to a chicken farmer in Ohio.

Others in the group were undocumented immigrants. This young man and woman were able to escape and had nothing. They panhandled to get their bus tickets and were trying to get home to Mississippi.

I gave them a jug of lemonade, cups, crackers, peanut butter, anything I could find in small packets—on short notice—that they could eat on the way, and $20 cash.

It was very emotional. We hugged and cried, and I wished them blessings on their way. The young woman told me that she would go to her Catholic church when she got home and would remember me with thanks.

Christ just knocked at our door!