Luke saved!

Luke is an Eskimo man who I met for the first time about 10 days ago, or so. Amanda and I had gone for a prayer walk, and Luke was slumped over a picnic table, obviously drunk. As we neared him, he called out to us, for the time. We then walked over to him, and he began the conversation by saying "Jesus loves you," and then singing "Jesus loves the little children." I was rather surprised to here a drunk fellow do this, but I responded by assuring Luke that Jesus loved him too! He asked us for help - money, but we politely informed him we could not do that, but we would buy him something to eat. So I went into the DugOut and bought him a hot dog, brought it back to him. We left him sitting there, and I with the doubt that he'd ever touch the food.

I saw Luke twice over the remainder of the week, once in the DugOut where I was able to buy him a cold drink, and then the next day lying on the grass and then being led away in handcuffs by a local RCMP officer.

The next time I saw him was Sunday morning, as he responded to an altar call at the end of the service. Apparently he was in tears, according to Leah - I had not noticed.

When I went to the soup kitchen on Wednesday, he was there - and sober. I was able to have a good conversation with him, and he shared several things. He had been sober for 3 days now, and has beginning to save up money that he had not been using for alcohol. Previously, he would wake up every morning broke - having spent all his money feeding his addiction. He is trying to save $3000 to get to a coastal Inuit community, his home. He acknowledged the dificulty of staying sober, but that the Lord was giving him strength. What a glorious work the Lord has done!