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Sleeping On Skidrow |
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| poverty - face to face |
Nov. 4, 2008 |
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Jodi and her team served home made
beef stew this week. Working the line, watching as
men and women moved forward... hungry for a bowl...
steam rose up from the tables like an invitation away
from the cold night air. Watching everyone anxiously
await their turn to move forward, couldn't help but think
of how much it meant to me growing up - knowing I
could always come home for dinner, mom would have
it ready. Men and women in poverty have grown to
depend on us over the last couple of decades. They
humble us by waiting in long lines- swallowing their
pride -knowing that a sandwich, a blanket, a hot meal
will be ready. Clasping the shoulder of a friend in line,
couldn't help but say: "God is so Good!" With so many
eyes on Wall St., Main St., the middle class and today,
November 4, the voting class, thanks so much for
never taking your eyes off of those fighting to survive
on skidrow. Thanks for continuing to support
Jackets for Jesus. God is too Good.
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Food Is a Tool |
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Jesus used it... fish and loaves, bread
and wine... Jesus knew that food was and is at the
heart of human needs and He used it to build
relationships. People are hungry- to be remembered,
the way their mom use to remember them -with hot
stew on a cold night... for someone to remember that
they're hungry, cold, waiting. That's Bart hugging a gal
who's relatively new to our line. Several months ago
she started being first in line week in and week out.
She's fighting a number of health issues and some
weeks, more than others, it's obvious that life has
taken its toll. Before eating, she wants a hug. Before
she leaves, she goes out of her way to say "goodbye"
and "thanks again." Don't know how early she has to
get to the corner to be first in line... the only ones who
are ever ahead of her any more are a husband and
his wife- and she's in a wheel chair... wasting away...
weighs maybe 75 pounds... greets me with the
sweetest smile each week...poverty and disease are
eating her alive... but they don't have to come early to
be first- wheelchairs get a free pass to the front- kind
of like Disneyland... except dark, cold and filled with
desperation seeking hope. I never remember the
woman in the picture's name- but as I approach from
the van, sometimes singing, sometimes just trying to
put my "game face" on- she calls out to me for a hug.
Don't know how she keeps her spirits up- but every
hug is healing and reminds me that the food we bring
is only a tool- that God invites us to healing in Him as
we
hang out together. I'm sorry for every night you miss
it... God really is too Good.
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Time to Clean Our Closets |
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Ignoring poverty... it's the way I grew
up. Not that my parents didn't do their best to open
our eyes. My father even traveled to skidrow and
preached on the radio from the old Union Rescue
Mission when we were kid's... I never bothered to
listen. I was busy with my stuff and poverty was far
away. Sunday night I tried to talk with the guy in this
photo- his sweatshirt caught my eye -but he spoke
less English than I speak Spanish and it was a lost
cause. Someone obviously gave him the sweatshirt-
in proud block letters it read: "Kanvas by Katin." That
was the only board short to wear, growing up surfing
Southern California. So many days I remember
driving back from a day of surf and waving at Nancy
Katin- watching her grow old and frail -in front of their
little shop in Surfside, CA. No clue who owns the
rights to their name now that they're gone... but it
brought back plenty of old memories just looking at
that sweatshirt. I've still got a pair of old Katin board
shorts - we use to call them "trunks" - stashed away
some where... wish I could still get in them! Most of
us have jackets, sweatshirts, sweaters and blankets
stashed away that we'll never wear again. Today,
most of us will take the time to vote for whatever
candidate and propositions we support, can't help but
wonder what it says about us that day in and day out
we keep good, dry warm clothes in our closets- that
we'll never use again, while people struggle against
the cold? Who "wins" at the end of the day when our
lifestyle leaves out the needs of the poor? Jesus
said: "Whatever you did for one of the least of these,
you were doing for me." He also said: "Whatever you
didn't do for one of the least of these, you didn't do for
me." This morning, some old surfer's in my thoughts.
Some guy willing to release his/her Katin sweatshirt
that once warmed against morning offshores on early
surfchecks... but found it's way to the back of a closet.
Today, it's warming for life, giving new hope, helping a
brother make it through the night. Don't forget to go
through your closets. If you can't get the jackets to us-
get them to someone who'll make sure they get to the
streets. It's November and all of winter's out ahead of
us... even in sunny southern California. Vote with
your "threads."
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Breaking the Cycle |
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Poverty on skidrow is one of the things
we're trying to prevent at Siempre
Para Los Ninos, our children's home in
Tijuana, Mexico. We believe that after growing up with
a good education, protected and safe at Siempre,
children like Juan Daniel will become productive
members of society in their own community's. They
won't join a crowd in the parking lot of Home Depot or
end up waiting for a meal on skidrow... their lives, their
examples will break the cycle that continues to gnaw
away at the heart of humanity. You may have read
about the violence in Tijuana brought on by wars
between the drug lords and their dark minions. It
continues and it's impact is profound at Siempre.
Children of families lost in poverty, of prostitutes and
of those involved... and brutally killed... because of
drugs, all live and take refuge at Siempre. Siempre
Para Los Ninos means ALWAYS for the children. The
fear and anxiety moving through TJ has only increased
as a number of schools have had to be closed and
every campus has had to lock out all adults after the
children of police officers were murdered to strike fear
in the hearts of those who are needed to enforce the
law. In the last two weeks two pastors have been
among the kidnapping victims- one a good friend of
Pastor Israel -with criminals demanding huge
ransoms. Last Wednesday afternoon a young man
came to Siempre and tried his best to lure one of our
little girls- who's mother was deeply into the local drug
scene -away from her safety at Siempre. Poverty is
brutal and breaking the cycle will not be easy.
Ignoring the situation- turning away in hopes of
protecting ourselves, our comfort, our wealth -will
always be easier. Pray for our children and leaders at
Siempre as their calling and resolve is tested. Pray
for the safety of the teams that have planned trips to
Siempre in the weeks to come. Pray that we're able to
surround our property with a fence... soon. It was so
frightening watching a man actually come and attempt
to approach one of Siempre's kid's while we were
there... so thankful he was able to be sent away. The
cycle of poverty is not easily broken. Success will
require us to see the needs of others... as our needs.
For us to look at our wealth- whether it's the food in
our pantry or the jackets in our closets as tools... tools
that can help us begin to build relationships of love.
The easiest thing to do is walk away. You're invited to
stay the course through these challenging times.
Siempre's kid's have no choice. We do. Cast your
vote with me some Wednesday afternoon at Siempre,
some Sunday night on the streets... with a jacket... a
hug... ready to build a new relationship. Do you have
something better to do with the rest of your life?
You're invited. You're needed. Now, more than ever.
for changing lives,
Eric M. Denton
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