mission from GodI had seen this tatooed, cell phone, cigarette jumping out of his seat at Panera Bakery on a regular basis. He was surrounded by religious books. Finally, 6 months after the first time I spotted him, I asked him:what mission from God are you on? He smiled, told me his life story of being on the streets, drunk, homeless and his recovery. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. I am a nun and he runs sober living houses. We both support each other's mission from God.