I met this man in downtown Columbia. He claimed to have been stabbed and shot in the back in Vietnam, and saw God in a bright cyclone-like cloud telling him it was not time for him to go. He makes jewelry from found copper, and "takes donations" for it on the street. When people ask him why he makes crosses, he tells them "because of the Lord... he is all that matters." Who knows whether the story is true, or whether he saw my interest in the cross, and played it up, but does it really matter? The message is sound and timely.
