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The Pink Suitcase is a story of the challenges and experiences while administering to others as a Deacon in the Catholic Church.
The Pink Suitcase is a story of the challenges and experiences while administering to others as a Deacon in the Catholic Church. In this book he shares timely stories of hope and inspiration. He especially speaks to those that feel they have nowhere to turn to in times of difficulty.
His journey from Greenville, Tennessee to Cleveland, Ohio with a stopover in Vietnam reflects the responsibility and challenges that he has faced as a Deacon in the diocese of Cleveland, Ohio.
The Reverend Deacon Shelby M. Friend feels that he is especially unique because he came from a "dirt poor" Southern family who attended a Methodist Church in East Tennessee when he was growing up. He believes that his words of wisdom from his parents as well as his own sense of enlightenment upon his consecration in the Catholic Church are important words for readers to hear.

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Publié par	AuthorHouse
Date de parution	07 juin 2023
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9798823009454
Langue	English

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THE PINK SUITCASE

The Reverend Deacon Shelby M. Friend

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1663 Liberty Drive
Bloomington, IN 47403
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Phone: 833-262-8899

© 2023 The Reverend Deacon Shelby M. Friend. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

Published by AuthorHouse 07/06/2023

ISBN: 979-8-8230-0946-1 (sc)
ISBN: 979-8-8230-0945-4 (e)

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CONTENTS
Acknowledgements
Introduction
Chapter 1Just as I Am
Chapter 2God Is Good
Chapter 3Even Me lord
Chapter 4Wednesdays
Chapter 5SUPERMAN
Chapter 6We’ve Come This Far by Faith
Epilogue
Works Cited
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
It would be impossible to thank each person individually who accompanied me on my faith journey. In particular, however, I wish to thank my church family and all those who took the time to give their support to inspire and encourage me by listening to me vent and by being there for me when I needed them most.
I extend a special thanks to my dear friend Pat Habel; and my granddaughter Maya Crawford who took the time to assist in the editing of this book and ensured that my words were readable.
Finally, I would like to thank my wife Maxine, my children, and grandchildren who have supported me in all I do and have been there whenever I needed them.
INTRODUCTION
A friend once made an interesting comment about the one common element of human behavior that we all possess, the capacity to love and care for one another. He said, “No matter what we look like, what our skin color may be, how old we are, how different our social, economic, religious or ethnic backgrounds or status might be, in times of trouble and distress: whether it’s an accident by the highway, a public tragedy as a school shooting, comforting the loss of a loved one, or experiencing an horrific events, such as 9/11, we seem to be able to set our differences apart, even if only for a short time, to support and give aid to one another.” His contention is that it is through God’s grace and mercy that each and every man, woman, and child has been given the capacity and desire to love and to be loved. And with this gift comes the freedom to ignore it, as well as the one who has given it to us, or use it for the good of humankind.
One Saturday evening after cooking for an affair at my home parish, Holy Spirit Church, I was taking out the garbage and I heard sobbing, moaning, and groaning. As I reached the back of the school building, I saw this young black man, perhaps sixteen or seventeen, sitting on a sidewalk. Beneath him was this tiny old rusted out pink suitcase. One that a young child might own. It had a big picture of Disney World on the front, with Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck right in the center surrounded by big bright colored balloons. The closer I got to this young man, the louder I could hear his cries. As I passed by, he shouted out, “Hey Mister, do you have a dollar?” Concerned that this might be a set up to rob me, I told him, “No,” in a very harsh and aggressive tone, trying to convince myself and him, that I wasn’t afraid of him or the moment, and that I didn’t have any money to give to him. After reaching the dumpster, I moved to the side cautiously, took a quick glance into my wallet and noticed I had a ten-dollar bill and three singles. I quickly decided that I would give this young man what little money I had in my wallet. As I was returning to the parish center the young man was still sitting by the curb with the tiny pink suitcase under his frail, frightened little body. As I got closer to him, I could hear him still chanting in a helpless, desperate tone over and over, again and again: “I’m going to die out here, I’m going to die out here, they are going to kill me.” My heart shattered as his sad broken words conveyed the helplessness going on in his head. As I looked at his fragile thin face, I saw huge tears, filled with fear, pouring from his swollen red puffy eyes flowing down from his much too thin cheekbone, onto this little suitcase. In his sad face, I could see the faces of my own grandchildren. In this face I could see the eyes of Christ. The thought of someone being alone in his situation brought a sense of sadness, pain, and compassion into my heart.
At this point, I asked him, “What is wrong with you boy? Why are you crying like that?” Once again, he shouted out, “I’m going to die! They are going to kill me out here. I’m not from Cleveland. I’m from California. I came here to live with my girlfriend. We met in California, she refused to come back here because she wanted to stay out there with me. So, to get her back home, her dad agreed to let me come back with her and stay with them until we could get ourselves together” he explained. “Why did he put you out?” I asked. “We had argument, but I got mad and called him the B…word, and then he put me out.” Still sobbing and crying, he asked to use my cell phone to call his girlfriend, who lived in a big green house on a hill located across the street from the church. After a brief conversation with his girlfriend on the phone, she came running down the hill to the parking lot. We talked, and I managed to convince her to call her dad.

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