I ache to go to the poor. People ask why. Why when our house is still in remodel-mode, our bank account isn’t overflowing, and we have four kids who we are committed to doting on…. “Why the poor? Why the needy? Why do the most neglected draw your heart, enough for you to get on a […]
My Homeless Friend Steve and Our Theology of Excess
We have an hour to spare. I wasn’t even looking for him. “That’s him, that’s Steve”, I gasp to my spouse. In a parking lot, leaning up against the light post, wearing the same dirty green, army jacket he wore the last time I talked to him. His furry friend still close. Nothing has changed, except […]
When A Stranger Captures Me. Homeless.
I can’t get him out of my head. A sunken feeling. Leaves me breathless. From his image. We pass. The world dances. All around. And he sleeps. As if…. An invisible species. Many not thinking. Worth redeeming. Or feeding…..for that matter. And my husband asks, “Why”….”Why does he capture you so?” And my lips move voluntarily….as […]
The Gift From An Ice Blue Eyed Homeless Man.
I got her alone. My one day short of six year old daughter. Swinging arms. Holding hands. Old and young. Dark and light skinned. Linked. In a love just as strong as any blood ties. Walking down isle. Laughing. Street vendor carelessly playing. But this time…. Careless to what people see. Loving completely. This little one […]
When A Homeless Man Smiles. A Tent. And BMW’s.
In the city. I read a story. Pregnant homeless woman. Losing her business. Without money. Begging for food. Because inside her….His light. A gift. A baby. And I see it drive by….as it almost hits us. The symbol. Significant. Racing down freeway to get to its exit. As if no one else exists……but them. Then, there […]