I am giving up on getting my computer fixed anytime soon, I cant even turn it on right now. So, I will revert back to this, a desktop, the computer lounge and a keyboard not quite accustomed to my fingers.
This week was really busy, it was mid terms week already, I couldnt believe it! Week 7 of 14 of this semester. That means I am half way through till Christmas!!!! (only 75 days by the way...) Speaking of, I was totally in Target this morning and one of those little CD preview stations was playing Christmas Music! Oh it was delightful to hear as I stood admiring the sweaters just accross the asile.
Sunday I went to Spanish church, and locked my keys in my car and had to call AAA. On the way home from that I met the homeless lady Joquel. We had a really good conversation and she told me she was just trying to gather $20.00 to buy bird food for her birds foxy and moxy. I am not sure if I believe her or not... but she was a dear lady and I got to pray with her and she was so thankful!
On Tuesday this week all classes were canceled due to an all school outreach day. We were all put into little groups and did outreach in our community (it was mainly yard work for elderly, or feeding the homeless downtown) I had a group of 4. We got our assignment, picked up our tools then loaded into my car. Not sure why we did that consdering I have a two door. We opened the sunroof and put the rakes and shovels in through through the roof, the guys had to climb in the back and hold them out of my driving visibility. We arrived at our house on 72nd st. And Karron waved to us as we parked our car, she was waiting for us to come. She met us in the back yard and we just started cleaning. Ivy was taking everything over, so we mainly just cleaned up, pulled weeds, trimed trees and bushes. She came out and sat on her walker and clipped bushes right with us.
The neighbor next door was another elderly lady who we also had students working for, it was so much fun to be right along side, us talking to the other students, the two elderly ladys talking to each other. We spent about three hours there and had a wonderful time, her yard looked really good. Courtney and I had a chance to pray with her as the guys carried everything to the front yard. It really wasnt an assignment for us to be there.
After leaving Karron I wanted to go back and chat with her. I learned that there use to be a ministry on campus of girls who did follow up with the elderly ladies from Outreach day. I got the information on that minstry and am looking into starting it back up. There seems to be interest here on campus from a number of girls, and there is nothing I would enjoy more then getting to spend time with elderly ladies each week!
Wednesday I was super excited cause it was my grammy day, but my car wouldnt start... I almost called AAA again.
Thursday I participated in a debate in World Christianity about whether Family or Ministry is more important. I had been placed on the Family side. It was fun, but I think it was kinda pointless. I dont think either one is more important, there just needs to be an equal balance. One person put it after it was all over "Ministry is more important but family needs to come first." Anyways I dont want to get in the debate again, but it was a fun experience and I got some extra credit...
Friday I finished up my last of 4 mid terms, then made a calandar for our dorm hall considering the one still up said August/September. Then we had our Senior Night Volleyball game. Mama and Daddy came, Daddy figured out what was wrong with my car (supposedly I have lights on my mirror and they were left on... I didnt even know I had lights there!) So we didnt have to call AAA after all.
Now (Saturday) I am headed to eat. Saturday Morning Brunch is my favorite meal on campus. There is lunch and breakfast stuff. Usually pasta and a waffle bar and so many other wondreful things! Then I get to go spend a few hours with my wonderful, beloved Grammy, She is my favorite person in the world and I feel spoiled that I get to even be around her at all! Then home for a wedding tomorrow.
Its been a good week...
Showing posts with label Homelessness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Homelessness. Show all posts
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Jonathan
Jonathan was at College Group tonight, he is there about once a month. I spent the early years at peoples church with him in my sunday school class, I think my mom watched his sister. he was always weird. and now he is tall, and kinda stinky.
He came to Dennys tonight, he likes to come to Dennys. I think he likes feeling included. We like having people along! He told me that his mom kicked him out of his house cuase they fight too much. " Do you think you do?" " Ya" was his guilty reply.
"So Now I am living downtown. With my friends, you know. We slept under the bridge last night, I didnt sleep very well... We have to get to the Mission before they close... they close too early. Jeff invited me to sleep at his house tonight, but him and his wife go to sleep at 10, we wont be done at Dennys by 10, besides I have to leave when they get up at 6, I hate waking up at 6... I think I will just go back downtown. I might be going to Vancover this week, I might have job, I just need 1200 dollars, then I will go to Australia."
He came to Dennys, nobody new anything, they just thought he was, ya know, Jonathan. They didnt know that my $4.60 was buying him and I both dinner. They didnt know that the back back he had pushed under his feet was all he owned. They didnt know that he stinks becuase he hasnt been able to get to a shower. They didnt know.
I offered to take him to Jeffs, but he decided not too, it was too late. He said he had a friend nearby who would let him in and he opted to walk anyway. He's only like 17. I had never seen him so hopeless. He has gone to Peoples church for as long as I could ever remember, and now he is on the street and he is still making an effort to go, despite the jeering from his street friends. I decided something else. Homelessness is awkward, kinda like death... because it is just not suppose to be. It's one of those things that we want to fix, and cant. I didnt have any cash on me to give Jonathan. I didnt have a place to offer him to stay. I had nothing to give him except the hope of running into him again next week, assuming he can get there. I have no way to contact him... unless I go looking under the bridge.
I also have been keeping my eye out for Ron, he is the homeless guy whose corner is by the gas station on portland road. I saw him once at New Harvest Church. I think I liked the church just becuase there was a homeless guy there, well actually there was two, and another church member was sitting by them. I liked that. It reminded me of the song by Todd Agnew, My Jesus
I like the homeless ministry that Salem Alliance Church does, how they feed them every week. How it is not a job they have to do, but something they love to do. After serving one week, Heather said to me "I like how the people working there know the homeless people by name." I thought that was pretty cool too. They are treated like people. They are people.
Jesus said "Blessed are the poor for they will inherit the earth." I wonder what that means... to inherit the earth. Other translations say "the kingdom of heaven is theirs." I guess it is this humbleness that comes from poverty. Its the vulnerability and rawness that fully encompasses a person who has, of worldly standards, little worth. The kingdom of heaven is ours for the grasping - how much easier for those who have little to see the riches our Father has for them, not all accept... but maybe we should be a little more like Ron, and Jonathan, and the guy feeding the birds.
I guess... I decided I like homeless people. I dont know why, most of them are depressed, and I really dont like depressed people, but... at least they are raw. They have nothing left to hide. Maybe their vulnerability is forced, but they are vulnerable. I like that.
He came to Dennys tonight, he likes to come to Dennys. I think he likes feeling included. We like having people along! He told me that his mom kicked him out of his house cuase they fight too much. " Do you think you do?" " Ya" was his guilty reply.
"So Now I am living downtown. With my friends, you know. We slept under the bridge last night, I didnt sleep very well... We have to get to the Mission before they close... they close too early. Jeff invited me to sleep at his house tonight, but him and his wife go to sleep at 10, we wont be done at Dennys by 10, besides I have to leave when they get up at 6, I hate waking up at 6... I think I will just go back downtown. I might be going to Vancover this week, I might have job, I just need 1200 dollars, then I will go to Australia."
He came to Dennys, nobody new anything, they just thought he was, ya know, Jonathan. They didnt know that my $4.60 was buying him and I both dinner. They didnt know that the back back he had pushed under his feet was all he owned. They didnt know that he stinks becuase he hasnt been able to get to a shower. They didnt know.
I offered to take him to Jeffs, but he decided not too, it was too late. He said he had a friend nearby who would let him in and he opted to walk anyway. He's only like 17. I had never seen him so hopeless. He has gone to Peoples church for as long as I could ever remember, and now he is on the street and he is still making an effort to go, despite the jeering from his street friends. I decided something else. Homelessness is awkward, kinda like death... because it is just not suppose to be. It's one of those things that we want to fix, and cant. I didnt have any cash on me to give Jonathan. I didnt have a place to offer him to stay. I had nothing to give him except the hope of running into him again next week, assuming he can get there. I have no way to contact him... unless I go looking under the bridge.
I also have been keeping my eye out for Ron, he is the homeless guy whose corner is by the gas station on portland road. I saw him once at New Harvest Church. I think I liked the church just becuase there was a homeless guy there, well actually there was two, and another church member was sitting by them. I liked that. It reminded me of the song by Todd Agnew, My Jesus
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet
He was accepted in that church. I see Ron on his corner when ever I go by, and I pray for him. I know his name is Ron cause I gave him my lunch a few weeks ago, and he smiled, and I shook his hand, and we exchanged names.
I like the homeless ministry that Salem Alliance Church does, how they feed them every week. How it is not a job they have to do, but something they love to do. After serving one week, Heather said to me "I like how the people working there know the homeless people by name." I thought that was pretty cool too. They are treated like people. They are people.
Jesus said "Blessed are the poor for they will inherit the earth." I wonder what that means... to inherit the earth. Other translations say "the kingdom of heaven is theirs." I guess it is this humbleness that comes from poverty. Its the vulnerability and rawness that fully encompasses a person who has, of worldly standards, little worth. The kingdom of heaven is ours for the grasping - how much easier for those who have little to see the riches our Father has for them, not all accept... but maybe we should be a little more like Ron, and Jonathan, and the guy feeding the birds.
I guess... I decided I like homeless people. I dont know why, most of them are depressed, and I really dont like depressed people, but... at least they are raw. They have nothing left to hide. Maybe their vulnerability is forced, but they are vulnerable. I like that.
Monday, January 12, 2009
I saw Jesus.
Today I saw Jesus in some birds being fed. They were hungry and ready to receive. He was the birds, gentle, white and giving of joy.
Today I saw Jesus in the Homeless man feeding the birds. He gave what little he had to those who were in need. He was the man, quiet, poor, and giving of joy.
Today I saw Jesus in the girl who stopped and gave money to the Homeless man who was feeding the birds. She gave to one who was giving away. He was the girl, glorious, respectful, and giving of joy.
Today I saw Jesus in the Homeless man feeding the birds. He gave what little he had to those who were in need. He was the man, quiet, poor, and giving of joy.
Today I saw Jesus in the girl who stopped and gave money to the Homeless man who was feeding the birds. She gave to one who was giving away. He was the girl, glorious, respectful, and giving of joy.
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