I met Scott after I watched him walk oblong circles for an hour in the mercury-lit parking lot behind my house. I timed my trip to the dumpster to intercept his orbit. As it turned out, he was not having a mental health episode, but explained that he and some others had boarded a faded Ford van and drove all the way from Ohio to “do evangelism” in New York City.  He was pretty psyched to be in New York. His eyes glistened with the vivid sheen of hopeful good intentions.  

Talking with Scott raised a few questions. I’m glad Scott came all the way from Ohio to be with people from New York, but I really wanted to ask him if everyone in Ohio had become a Christian already. Or did he want to go to Times Square, where visitors from Ohio tend to hang out? Were the only non-Christians in Ohio currently visiting New York? Was he was the hound of heaven, pursuing them even as they waited in line at TKTS for cheap “Little Mermaid” seats?