Didn’t know Oswell was such a hilly street until I cross-walked it. Quite a physical workout for a 58-year old carrying a 60-pound cross downhill and uphill, but I made the 10-mile round-trip journey. I am surprised at how many people waved or blow their car horns as they pass by – by far more than any other street I’ve walked so far. As I cross one of the side streets a young man jumps out of his truck and says, “I drove past you on the other side of the street but I had to turn around and come shake your hand for what you’re doing.” He explained that he had just┬ábecame a Christian and the sight of the large cross filled his spirit with joy and peace that he had to let me know this.