So apparently I’m in a bit of a mood this morning.
Everything seems to be pushing my buttons…
I started thinking about how Facebook cut off the end of our video where we shared about the ice-cream outreach to the homeless and it just sent me on a rant…
(I don’t have a lot of good things to say about Fakebook.)
Fortunately for you, I deleted that post and now I’m just going to share a story from one of the people we met out at the park:
His name was Jerry.
He has been sober for 3 weeks.
He lives in a trailer just a couple of blocks from the rest of his family.
Some of his family will talk with him, some won’t. He’s in the process of rebuilding the trust and relationships he broke during his time as an alcoholic.
We spent a good portion of time just listening to him as he shared his story, his hurts, and his hope for the future.
He shared about his family, his friends who he “takes care of” that live at the park and a lot about his children.
He was so excited to share his story with us that he forgot all about the ice-cream.
As I was listening to him it reminded me a lot of my dad who just kinda gave up on life and spent his last years living on the street…
Jerry was a good man, just beat up by life and broken.
That’s why we were there.
We wanted to show Jerry and his friends we cared, that they weren’t invisible, that they matter and are loved by God and us.
We prayed with Jerry, that he would find favor with his family and be able to rebuild those relationships.
He asked if he could give us hugs and we said of course…
It was a beautiful and emotional time for all.
It was such a simple but powerful outreach and I can’t wait to see what God does next time we go out.
That’s all for today, no deep spiritual truth, just Jerry. 😄
P.S. I’ll be sure to give more notice next time we do an outreach so you can come with us. This one was a little spur-of-the-moment.
P.P.S. If you live too far away but still want to be part of what we are doing go to
to help finance the outreach and share the love of God with those in need.