20 02 2009

homeless-christ– by Steve Robinson

It was close to Christmas in 1971. I remember because of the bitter cold, at least bitter for Phoenix and cold enough to freeze to death in.  I remember too because I was wearing my new long black overcoat, something you rarely get to do in Phoenix. My friend Randy and I were hanging out as usual at Hobo Joe’s coffee shop after his night shift ended, drinking coffee, righting the world’s injustices, talking about Jesus and watching people, sometimes until dawn. We saw a lot of severe humanity late at night at Hobo Joe’s. Cruising gays, hookers, groups of servicemen, rowdy cowboys, monosyllabic drug addicts, lonely businessmen and glassy eyed insomniacs. This night among the usual suspects there was a broken withered man dressed in thin rags staring into an empty coffee cup, his hands were shaking like crisp brown leaves in the cold winter wind. Read the rest of this entry »


Dreaming Of Loving the Hopeless

6 02 2009


The Dream Which Became a Reality

Dreams can become reality, especially when they are designed to share the love of Christ with others. Emmaus House/Harlem was founded upon just such a dream. The dream of one man, to create a community for the homeless men and women of New York City, by living Christian lives while serving and caring for others. Read the rest of this entry »

“Hey Church”

31 01 2009


– by Barnabas Powell

Frontline Responders

“Delta” Team
Hurricane Ike,

Galveston Texas 2008

They were living in a tent with 100 or so other people, all displaced by Hurricane Ike in Galveston Texas. She and her little sister and their mom had lost their home in the storm and they were being sheltered at the Red Cross tent city set up in the aftermath of the third most devastating hurricane in American history. Read the rest of this entry »

Youth Mission Trip to Appalachia

22 01 2009


– by Mark Klinski

Seeking respite from the hot noonday Appalachian sun, a group of teens and adult leaders lunch on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches while chugging down water in the shade. In June 2007, this group of unskilled volunteers set out from St. Joseph’s Church in Wheaton, IL, heading south to the mountains of eastern Kentucky to assist with house repair work and serving Christ by serving “the least of the brethren.” Working with the Appalachia Service Project (ASP) organization, the St. Joe’s group spent a week working on a re-roofing project at one house and on a bathroom re-flooring project at another home. ASP provides essential housing services to low-income families living in Appalachia—as well as providing life-changing opportunities for volunteers—both of which were accomplished in this exhausting and exciting week. Read the rest of this entry »

One Parish’s Engagement with its Homeless Neighbors

20 01 2009


by Jill Wallerstedt

The morning begins as most do: friends coming for breakfast. A table spread with toast, peanut butter, jelly, butter, honey, bagels, cereal and milk makes you want to fill your belly, then have a cup of coffee or tea and chat about what’s going on around our small town.

We are part of St. Brigid Fellowship, an outreach to the homeless here in Isla Vista, California. To be homeless is to be nameless, avoided, shunned, blamed, hungry and exposed to the elements. Each morning that St. Brigid’s opens its door, every visitor is known by name, has a place to belong, and finds friends, acceptance, food, clothing and help getting out of any situations they wish to leave. Read the rest of this entry »

An Encounter With A Street Kid

15 01 2009


–by Jenny Schroedel

Jim (name changed) is dying of AIDS. Today, he came to the art table at the drop-in center, grinning wildly. I said, “Jim, how are you?” He said he was (some incredibly long strand of adjectives, all meaning fabulous). I asked why. He said his T-cell count is up, that his doctor is baffled by it and he is thrilled. Read the rest of this entry »

Outreach to Street Kids

15 01 2009


– by Fr. George Gray

Portland, Oregon, is one of the places in the country which attracts lots of young people who live on the streets. Some come from families who live in the area. Most come from far way. This is an odd phenomenon because Portland’s weather and climate are not the most welcoming for much of the year. It’s usually raining. Nonetheless, on any given day or night a walk downtown will demonstrate that Portland is popular with street kids.

Some are very young. “Spider” (that’s his street name) is 14 and has been on the streets for at least a year and a half. He was a gentle, seemingly naive “typical” American pre-teen when he left his home. Much of that has changed by now. When we last saw him, he was anxious and grieving because his best friend (the same age) had just died of an overdose. Spider was scared. Read the rest of this entry »