Tuesday, December 04, 2012
Yesterday one of the homeless young ladies we have prayed with for over a year, excitedly found us to let us know she would be moving into an apartment that day. Another young man came to apologize for some past behavior and ask for prayer. He appeared to be medicated - which is definitely needed having witnessed his bizzare behavior for the past three months or so. Others stopped and took the propel, deodorant, etc. and stayed to pray. I learned long ago that I can't take them home with me - even though I do have empty bedrooms. There are so many and the number increases daily. Without the snow and freezing temperatures, many come here this time of year from other states. Still, we have never seen so many - on Saturdays we give breakfast to over 800.
The woman responsible for helping so many is a 77 year old lady who I am privileged to know. She started 25 years ago by packing peanut butter and jelly sandwiches into her trunk and going around the streets and handing them out along with prayer. Some of the people she met back then are still on the streets today. She has also seen many find homes, jobs, happy lives. All of those years she has handed out hope along with food - knowing that God loves every one of us, she endavors to pass that love along. The 800+ that are fed every other week are done by the love of people one for another - there are no government subsidies, grants, etc. People bring food, and it is handed out. One person has made a difference and continues to do so in so many lives. All of us have that opportunity daily - a smile at a cashier, a friendly word to a stranger, an offer to pray with someone...you never know what a difference that might make to a hurting person.