Homeless Ministry

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Homeless Man with a Dime

Sitting at Taco Bell with my homeless friend, she and I saw a man ride up on a bike at the gas station, next door. I tapped the table, “Isn’t that R.?” “No, I don’t think so. He has longer hair.” We smacked on our tacos, staring at the man stepping from his two-wheeled ride. As soon as he took a step, we said together, “That is him. He has a unique walk.” We finished our meal, and as soon...

Kiss of Friendship

A homeless man told me about himself, as we stood in a crowd. But then, in a split second, he kissed me on the cheek with a peck. (Now I don’t often get kissed during ministry.) He whispered, “No one let’s me talk. No one listens to me. And you did.” Then he walked away, clutching his new Bible, but turned back, “I’m sorry. I used to kiss my grandma growing up. And always on the cheek. It just happened.”...

Three Bibles Are My Favorite

I grabbed three Bibles, praying the Lord would guide me to the persons who needed them one night as I headed to the street to love on the homeless. But first, before heading to the streets, I drove to the grocery store, knowing the temperature of 90 degrees meant my homeless friends might be a tad-bit thirsty. And boy did I find a great sale. The 32-oz. size, sports drinks … drum roll … were $.49 cents each. You had...

Church on a Corner

Driving through an intersection, after a visit at the homeless camps one morning, I saw a man waving his arms as if he was directing incoming airplanes. It was a dear friend, who had spent time in jail due to some broken steps and recent trials. His wife had endured her own trials and yet, even as he’d returned to town, they walked together. I spun my car around making a U-turn, and hopped from the car. His first words...

Stranded on Mother’s Day! Or not!

So, I stopped at Albertsons to buy some carnations after leaving the recovery center. The man in line in front of me had flowers too, and the woman behind me. And the next three people. He let me go ahead and the other lady and the others. I announced to the man, “You’re never going home if you keep letting us go ahead.” He asked, “So who are those for?” I smiled, glancing at my flowers. “For a friend. She...

Sleeping on Concrete! Until…

I pulled up to the spot where the text on my phone indicated the homeless man would be waiting for me. The text came from a friend who is staying at a shelter. It seems my friend met this man who is sleeping in a bathroom and stumbled upon him, startling him the other day. I stepped from the car, the chill of colder weather reminding me I should have grabbed a coat. Now this frail, older man peeked at...

Strength from Christ under a Bridge

I stood beside him and his voice quivered, and he shared his struggle. “I’m not sure I can keep doing this. I just need to know she’s going to be ok.” He told me of something breaking his heart, of his deepest concerns, and I felt like he was unfolding burdens he’d carried like weights. I touched my homeless friend on the arm, as he leaned on his cane. “You’re shaking. Do you need to sit down?” “No, I’ll lean...

Outbursts of Sharing Bibles

  I bought two “giant-size” print Bibles for two friends who are staying at the shelter, whose eyes are in need of bigger letters. Now I was thrilled when Lifeway did the “matching of pricing” on them too, as I had no idea they did such things. This made the Bibles nice and cheap, and pretty, with big letters! Carrying these two Bibles around for a week meant I’d see my friends last night. But then I did something I’d...