I’m 31. If I were born in sub-saharan Africa I’d be well past my mid-life crisis. Fortunately, here in America I’m still considered relatively young by most. However, by HOPE team standards, I’m ancient. I’m a whole decade older than about half our team. I’m half a decade older than our next oldest team member. Heck, I’m older than my HOPE director, who graciously broke his own requirements by allowing me to do the program. Hopies are supposed to be between ages 18 and 29. I’m glad to be the exception.
The majority of my teammates have known from the beginning that they would go back to college after the summer. A few of have had to make more difficult decisions about what’s next. That’s probably been the most frequently asked (and most dreaded) question directed toward me in recent days: “What’s next?” That’s to be expected as I am 31 and have been zigzagging across a peculiar career path for the past decade.
Well, I’d tossed around a lot of ideas: going back overseas, staying on at Jeff. St., getting a “real job” for a while, pursuing that career as a circus performer that so many have suggested. But all these ideas lost out, for the present time anyway. So, to answer the question, I’m going back to school. On August 18th, I’ll start taking some prerequisites at Jefferson Community and Technical College (JCTC) here in Louisville. Eventually I hope to get into nursing or some other medical profession. I can visualize many of you with your jaws on the ground at this point.
Well this is not as out of nowhere as it may seem. Way back during my most recent term in West Africa (2006-2008), I began to notice and respect the medical professionals who would come to use their healing and caring skills to serve others and serve the Lord. I visited our Baptist hospital in Nalerigu, Ghana and was overwhelmed with admiration for the services and ministries they provided there. I recall having the “crazy thought” of going back to school to acquire some of those medical skills. Since then that has been a recurring idea of mine. The main thing that has held me back is the idea of having to give up at least two or three years to get the necessary training. That’s not a big deal when you’re 21. But 31? Well, General Douglas MacArthur said, “Youth is not a period of time. It is a state of mind, a result of the will, a quality of the imagination, a victory of courage over timidity, of the taste for adventure over the love of comfort.” I love that. I want to live it.
So now is the time. I’m going back to school. Whatever degree I wind up with, I know I want to use those skills to care for people’s bodies and share with them the Remedy for their soul’s sickness as well.
August 9, 2009
August 2, 2009
August Newsletter (the end)
Greetings friends and family!
August? Already? Sure enough. That means the end of my HOPE term here at Jefferson Street Baptist Center. So, of course, I’ve been reflecting a lot on the past months of work, service, and life in a homeless shelter. Unfortunately, summing up the past 11 months in a short newsletter is nearly impossible (but I’ll do what I can). There have been some great times and some tough times, but through it all, God has been awesome.
The Lord has done a great work in my heart. He has taught me many valuable lessons about homelessness, addictions, mental illness, relationships, servanthood, and myself. I’ve also been used by God, despite my inadequacies. There were times when the Lord orchestrated amazingly perfect opportunities to minister his truth. Other times He allowed me to minister profoundly through a simple word or gesture. Besides, working in and through me, I’ve also seen the Lord move in the lives of some of the folks we are ministering to. I’ve been blessed to see great change in some of our residents. I’ve even seen a few of them move out and move on to successful lives.
These are the parts of life we enjoy thinking about and sharing with others in conversations and blogs. But there is another side of life which is not always sunshine and rainbows. This darker side of life is just as real and often just as common, whether we like to admit it or not. Yet I’ve found that even in this more grueling side of life, God is still awesome. In fact, some of the most amazing aspects of God’s “Godness” are only seen when He is helping us through adversity and trials.
For example, in our anxiety, we find that God is faithful. In our uncertainty, we find that God is wise. In our fear, we find that God is a refuge. In our despair, we find that God is a comforter. In our disappointment, we find that God is sovereign. In our weakness, we find that God is strong. In our failures, we find that God is merciful.
Over the past months, I’ve experienced all these realities. I’ve been a mess and a failure in many ways. Yet at all times, God has been lovingly heroic. When it’s all said and done, my experience here at Jeff. Street will not be about me and what I’ve done, but about what the Lord has done. He has done great things, in both good times and bad.
I will truly be sad to move out of Jeff. Street on August 14th. I will miss many things about this place. First and foremost, I’ll miss a lot of wonderful people: my teammates, the staff, our neighbors – the residents, and the Day Shelter guests. I’ll also miss the morning commute: down two flights of stairs. I’ll miss sharing meals with the residents and my teammates. I’ll miss being forced, daily, to minister to “the least of these.” I’ll miss starting work at 6:30 AM (well . . . maybe not). I’ll miss the HOPE team’s weekly “Prayer and Share.” I’ll miss going with our residents to museums, baseball games, and the bowling alley. I’ll miss all this and much more.
Fortunately, I won’t miss Louisville because I’m sticking around for a while. (Stay tuned for the upcoming “what’s next” blog.) As a result, I look forward to visiting and volunteering at Jeff. Street as long as I’m still in town. I truly love this place and all the folks involved.
I hope that you will not forget about Jeff. Street after my departure. I mentioned it briefly in my last newsletter, but I want to encourage you again to continue being a blessing to the homeless by donating to Jefferson Street Baptist Center. Currently, Jeff. Street is experiencing some financial strain because we recently decided to stop accepting government funding because it would not allow us to minister in the most faithful way. We fully expect the Lord to provide for this ministry through His church. To learn more about donating (goods, food, or money) to Jeff. Street, you can visit www.jeffersonstreet.org and click on the “Donate Now” tab. To begin receiving the insightful and informational Jeff. Street newsletter, just send an email to info@jeffersonstreet.org or go to our website.
One last time, thank you so much for your prayer support and/or financial support throughout my days here at Jeff. Street. It’s been a great blessing to have never been concerned about money while serving here. I’ve also felt truly loved by the assurance of your prayers. Thank you and may the Lord bless you for the role you’ve played in our serving “the least of these.”
To Donate to JSBC | Send your tax-deductible donation to
Jefferson Street Baptist Center | 733 East Jefferson St | Louisville, KY 40202
Visit the HOPE website at www.hopeforlouisville.com
Visit our online journal at www.hopeblog.wordpress.com
Visit Jeff. Street’s site at www.jeffersonsonstreet.org
August? Already? Sure enough. That means the end of my HOPE term here at Jefferson Street Baptist Center. So, of course, I’ve been reflecting a lot on the past months of work, service, and life in a homeless shelter. Unfortunately, summing up the past 11 months in a short newsletter is nearly impossible (but I’ll do what I can). There have been some great times and some tough times, but through it all, God has been awesome.
The Lord has done a great work in my heart. He has taught me many valuable lessons about homelessness, addictions, mental illness, relationships, servanthood, and myself. I’ve also been used by God, despite my inadequacies. There were times when the Lord orchestrated amazingly perfect opportunities to minister his truth. Other times He allowed me to minister profoundly through a simple word or gesture. Besides, working in and through me, I’ve also seen the Lord move in the lives of some of the folks we are ministering to. I’ve been blessed to see great change in some of our residents. I’ve even seen a few of them move out and move on to successful lives.
These are the parts of life we enjoy thinking about and sharing with others in conversations and blogs. But there is another side of life which is not always sunshine and rainbows. This darker side of life is just as real and often just as common, whether we like to admit it or not. Yet I’ve found that even in this more grueling side of life, God is still awesome. In fact, some of the most amazing aspects of God’s “Godness” are only seen when He is helping us through adversity and trials.
For example, in our anxiety, we find that God is faithful. In our uncertainty, we find that God is wise. In our fear, we find that God is a refuge. In our despair, we find that God is a comforter. In our disappointment, we find that God is sovereign. In our weakness, we find that God is strong. In our failures, we find that God is merciful.
Over the past months, I’ve experienced all these realities. I’ve been a mess and a failure in many ways. Yet at all times, God has been lovingly heroic. When it’s all said and done, my experience here at Jeff. Street will not be about me and what I’ve done, but about what the Lord has done. He has done great things, in both good times and bad.
I will truly be sad to move out of Jeff. Street on August 14th. I will miss many things about this place. First and foremost, I’ll miss a lot of wonderful people: my teammates, the staff, our neighbors – the residents, and the Day Shelter guests. I’ll also miss the morning commute: down two flights of stairs. I’ll miss sharing meals with the residents and my teammates. I’ll miss being forced, daily, to minister to “the least of these.” I’ll miss starting work at 6:30 AM (well . . . maybe not). I’ll miss the HOPE team’s weekly “Prayer and Share.” I’ll miss going with our residents to museums, baseball games, and the bowling alley. I’ll miss all this and much more.
Fortunately, I won’t miss Louisville because I’m sticking around for a while. (Stay tuned for the upcoming “what’s next” blog.) As a result, I look forward to visiting and volunteering at Jeff. Street as long as I’m still in town. I truly love this place and all the folks involved.
I hope that you will not forget about Jeff. Street after my departure. I mentioned it briefly in my last newsletter, but I want to encourage you again to continue being a blessing to the homeless by donating to Jefferson Street Baptist Center. Currently, Jeff. Street is experiencing some financial strain because we recently decided to stop accepting government funding because it would not allow us to minister in the most faithful way. We fully expect the Lord to provide for this ministry through His church. To learn more about donating (goods, food, or money) to Jeff. Street, you can visit www.jeffersonstreet.org and click on the “Donate Now” tab. To begin receiving the insightful and informational Jeff. Street newsletter, just send an email to info@jeffersonstreet.org or go to our website.
One last time, thank you so much for your prayer support and/or financial support throughout my days here at Jeff. Street. It’s been a great blessing to have never been concerned about money while serving here. I’ve also felt truly loved by the assurance of your prayers. Thank you and may the Lord bless you for the role you’ve played in our serving “the least of these.”
To Donate to JSBC | Send your tax-deductible donation to
Jefferson Street Baptist Center | 733 East Jefferson St | Louisville, KY 40202
Visit the HOPE website at www.hopeforlouisville.com
Visit our online journal at www.hopeblog.wordpress.com
Visit Jeff. Street’s site at www.jeffersonsonstreet.org
July 21, 2009
Dangerous?
We HOPE guys were walking downtown one evening when we ran into one of our regular Day Shelter guests, Eddie. As we walked up to greet him, it became clear that he had been badly beaten up. He had a bandaged-up, bloodied eye and scrapes on both arms. He told us his ribs were sore too. A gang of young guys had jumped him and taken all he had: $2 and a cell phone. I was saddened to see Eddie’s scars but maybe more upset by his bruised spirit.
I remember watching the HOPE video before coming here. It began with some homeless folks holding up cardboard signs with words describing homelessness: exhausting, embarrassing, miserable, etc. One of the words stuck out to me though: dangerous. I didn’t really get it at first. Now I get it. Over the months here at Jeff. St., I’ve heard of frequent muggings, people getting hit by cars, tents being burned down, guys getting violent at their campsites after having too much alcohol, and more. This is not to mention the health problems that come from overexertion, neglect, and exposure to the elements.
All the more reasons why the homeless, as well as the rest of us, need to find refuge in the Prince of Peace and the God of all comfort. All the more reasons why the people of God need to be ministering to the homeless.
I remember watching the HOPE video before coming here. It began with some homeless folks holding up cardboard signs with words describing homelessness: exhausting, embarrassing, miserable, etc. One of the words stuck out to me though: dangerous. I didn’t really get it at first. Now I get it. Over the months here at Jeff. St., I’ve heard of frequent muggings, people getting hit by cars, tents being burned down, guys getting violent at their campsites after having too much alcohol, and more. This is not to mention the health problems that come from overexertion, neglect, and exposure to the elements.
All the more reasons why the homeless, as well as the rest of us, need to find refuge in the Prince of Peace and the God of all comfort. All the more reasons why the people of God need to be ministering to the homeless.
July 12, 2009
Dreams
I had dinner tonight with several of my teammates and a few of their friends who I just met today. These are college kids so much of the discussion was about “what are you studying?” and “what do you hope to do after school?” It’s always fun to hear the diversity in people’s interests and dreams. Unfortunately, dreams don’t always come true.
I sometimes think about our homeless guests; what were their dreams? I’ve never heard of anyone dreaming of being homeless or going to jail or gaining an addiction. These things come by an assortment of bad decisions and bad circumstances, which literally could befall any of us. This is the fallen world in which we live.
Sadly, it seems the further down people fall, the smaller their dreams become. It becomes a dream just to get their own apartment. Just to get back in the workforce. Just to be reunited with family. We all want a place to call our own. We all want a purpose to fulfill. We all want to have peace within our family. We see these as the basics. It is sad when they become dreams.
Even if we have unfulfilled dreams, if we have these essentials, we should be extremely grateful. God has been good to us. The ability to chase our higher dreams is just an added blessing.
Fortunately, beyond all of this, there remains the hope of a place where “there is no more death or mourning or crying or pain” (Revelation 21:4). This is the hope of the Gospel. This hope exceeds our wildest dreams.
I sometimes think about our homeless guests; what were their dreams? I’ve never heard of anyone dreaming of being homeless or going to jail or gaining an addiction. These things come by an assortment of bad decisions and bad circumstances, which literally could befall any of us. This is the fallen world in which we live.
Sadly, it seems the further down people fall, the smaller their dreams become. It becomes a dream just to get their own apartment. Just to get back in the workforce. Just to be reunited with family. We all want a place to call our own. We all want a purpose to fulfill. We all want to have peace within our family. We see these as the basics. It is sad when they become dreams.
Even if we have unfulfilled dreams, if we have these essentials, we should be extremely grateful. God has been good to us. The ability to chase our higher dreams is just an added blessing.
Fortunately, beyond all of this, there remains the hope of a place where “there is no more death or mourning or crying or pain” (Revelation 21:4). This is the hope of the Gospel. This hope exceeds our wildest dreams.
July 5, 2009
July HOPE Newsletter
Greetings friends and family!
Occasionally I still stop and think about the fact that I live in a homeless shelter. It’s weird because it’s not weird anymore. I remember about a year ago when I was mulling over the decision to come here. At that time, I could have listed numerous reasons why it would be weird to live in a homeless shelter. And I guess in comparison to some people’s lives, my shelter-dwelling lifestyle is abnormal. But who says being abnormal is a bad thing?
When I made the peculiar decision to move here last summer, it was largely because I knew I wanted and needed to love the poor and needy. The Lord has placed that desire in my heart (and in His word). But I have learned from experience that I’m not very good at demonstrating my love to the poor from a distance. I’m far too easily distracted and not nearly passionate enough. But I didn’t want to be one of those people Mother Teresa was thinking about when she said, “It is very fashionable to talk about the poor. Unfortunately, it is not so fashionable to talk to the poor.”
Recently we HOPE guys were talking with one of our staff members who is the head of one of our resident programs. He told us that, in his opinion, just being here is the best thing we do. He told us how some of the residents talk about us behind our backs (mostly in complementary ways). One guy, he says, is still trying to figure us out: “What are these guys doing here? Bunch of morons.” He’s not a believer and he finds it ridiculous that young guys would stop their education, give up their summer, or in my case, give up unemployment to come live and work at a homeless shelter for very little pay. According to this staff member, this is that particular resident’s way of paying us a compliment. So apparently our mere presence is a witness to our residents.
Pridefully, I’d like to think I’ve done something better than just “being here.” I’d rather be considered a bold evangelist or a humble servant. But when I think about it, it makes a lot of sense. It is often by just being somewhere, “at the right place at the right time” as we say, that we have the greatest impact.
Just by being here, I get to listen to, council, and pray with residents who knock on our apartment door to share about struggles they’re going through. Just by being here, I get to help guys with small tasks and errands they might struggle to accomplish on their own. Just by being here, I’m able to befriend some people who are considered outcasts by society. Just by being here, I’m able to learn a lot of the names of people who are usually overlooked and passed by on the streets. I could go on.
Now, all this is not meant to guilt you into uprooting and moving into the poorest community you can find. That’s not my point. The challenge is, as martyred missionary Jim Elliott said, “Wherever you are – be all there.” Whoever your neighbors are, be determined to love them practically, not just in theory.
When we look at the story of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10), we see that Jesus defines our “neighbor” as the people we stumble upon as we stroll through life. In this story, we do NOT see love defined as a warm, fuzzy emotion. Instead, love is an inconvenient, messy, sacrificial, hands-on undertaking.
Ultimately, Jesus, not the Good Samaritan, is our example in how to show love. After all, He inconveniently came an infinite distance to get messy and to sacrifice His life out of His great love for us. “By this we know love, that he laid down his life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for the brothers” (1 John 3:16). Are we going to follow Jesus’ example or not?
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* Please pray for my teammates and me to finish strong as we complete our term in mid-August.
* Please pray that the Lord will bring fruit from the seeds that we’re planting.
* Please pray for God’s direction as to what He has for me next.
Thanks again for your prayers and support. God bless!
Occasionally I still stop and think about the fact that I live in a homeless shelter. It’s weird because it’s not weird anymore. I remember about a year ago when I was mulling over the decision to come here. At that time, I could have listed numerous reasons why it would be weird to live in a homeless shelter. And I guess in comparison to some people’s lives, my shelter-dwelling lifestyle is abnormal. But who says being abnormal is a bad thing?
When I made the peculiar decision to move here last summer, it was largely because I knew I wanted and needed to love the poor and needy. The Lord has placed that desire in my heart (and in His word). But I have learned from experience that I’m not very good at demonstrating my love to the poor from a distance. I’m far too easily distracted and not nearly passionate enough. But I didn’t want to be one of those people Mother Teresa was thinking about when she said, “It is very fashionable to talk about the poor. Unfortunately, it is not so fashionable to talk to the poor.”
Recently we HOPE guys were talking with one of our staff members who is the head of one of our resident programs. He told us that, in his opinion, just being here is the best thing we do. He told us how some of the residents talk about us behind our backs (mostly in complementary ways). One guy, he says, is still trying to figure us out: “What are these guys doing here? Bunch of morons.” He’s not a believer and he finds it ridiculous that young guys would stop their education, give up their summer, or in my case, give up unemployment to come live and work at a homeless shelter for very little pay. According to this staff member, this is that particular resident’s way of paying us a compliment. So apparently our mere presence is a witness to our residents.
Pridefully, I’d like to think I’ve done something better than just “being here.” I’d rather be considered a bold evangelist or a humble servant. But when I think about it, it makes a lot of sense. It is often by just being somewhere, “at the right place at the right time” as we say, that we have the greatest impact.
Just by being here, I get to listen to, council, and pray with residents who knock on our apartment door to share about struggles they’re going through. Just by being here, I get to help guys with small tasks and errands they might struggle to accomplish on their own. Just by being here, I’m able to befriend some people who are considered outcasts by society. Just by being here, I’m able to learn a lot of the names of people who are usually overlooked and passed by on the streets. I could go on.
Now, all this is not meant to guilt you into uprooting and moving into the poorest community you can find. That’s not my point. The challenge is, as martyred missionary Jim Elliott said, “Wherever you are – be all there.” Whoever your neighbors are, be determined to love them practically, not just in theory.
When we look at the story of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10), we see that Jesus defines our “neighbor” as the people we stumble upon as we stroll through life. In this story, we do NOT see love defined as a warm, fuzzy emotion. Instead, love is an inconvenient, messy, sacrificial, hands-on undertaking.
Ultimately, Jesus, not the Good Samaritan, is our example in how to show love. After all, He inconveniently came an infinite distance to get messy and to sacrifice His life out of His great love for us. “By this we know love, that he laid down his life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for the brothers” (1 John 3:16). Are we going to follow Jesus’ example or not?
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* Please pray for my teammates and me to finish strong as we complete our term in mid-August.
* Please pray that the Lord will bring fruit from the seeds that we’re planting.
* Please pray for God’s direction as to what He has for me next.
Thanks again for your prayers and support. God bless!
July 2, 2009
Do not sound a trumpet
It’s difficult to live your life for Jesus. To REALLY live for Jesus is complicated. I say that because it’s about more than just our words and actions. Living for Christ is about our heart. And matters of the heart are complex.
A good friend was recently confessing their pridefulness is certain areas. Pride is a matter of the heart. My friend was telling me about how they sometimes do good things for bad reason, prideful reasons. Their confession got me thinking about my own pride.
In Matthew 6:1-4, we read Jesus’ words: “Beware of practicing your righteousness before men to be noticed by them; otherwise you have no reward with your Father who is in heaven. So when you give to the poor, do not sound a trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, so that they may be honored by men. Truly I say to you, they have their reward in full. But when you give to the poor, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving will be in secret; and your Father who sees what is done in secret will reward you.”
Thus to truly follow Christ, we not only have to do the right things, but we have to do them for the right reasons. Above all, we have to do good deeds for the Lord - not for ourselves, not for others. Instead of trying to impress others or make ourselves feel good, our motive must be to please and honor the Lord in our actions. Our heart must be right before Him. Thank goodness that the Lord has given us a new heart. Otherwise, our task would be impossible. As it is, it’s just really difficult. Lord help us.
A good friend was recently confessing their pridefulness is certain areas. Pride is a matter of the heart. My friend was telling me about how they sometimes do good things for bad reason, prideful reasons. Their confession got me thinking about my own pride.
In Matthew 6:1-4, we read Jesus’ words: “Beware of practicing your righteousness before men to be noticed by them; otherwise you have no reward with your Father who is in heaven. So when you give to the poor, do not sound a trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, so that they may be honored by men. Truly I say to you, they have their reward in full. But when you give to the poor, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving will be in secret; and your Father who sees what is done in secret will reward you.”
Thus to truly follow Christ, we not only have to do the right things, but we have to do them for the right reasons. Above all, we have to do good deeds for the Lord - not for ourselves, not for others. Instead of trying to impress others or make ourselves feel good, our motive must be to please and honor the Lord in our actions. Our heart must be right before Him. Thank goodness that the Lord has given us a new heart. Otherwise, our task would be impossible. As it is, it’s just really difficult. Lord help us.
June 26, 2009
Coffee with Ernest
Ernest is my atheist, homeless friend who I have almost nothing in common with (see my March newsletter for more on Ernest). I’ve often wondered why and how we are friends, but we are. We went for coffee again today and Ernest commented that this is the first time he’s been sober while we were hanging out. It showed.
Instead of ranting about science and the Bible as usual, Ernest was genuinely seeking advice and encouragement as to what he needed to do to pick his life up from the gutter. We discussed his options for getting a phone, a job, and a place to stay. We lined out a simple plan that he wants me to hold him accountable to. We also discussed his obvious need to stay away from the bottle.
Ernest is still not interested in my prayers (“a lot of good they’ll do me” – he said) or my advice about his relationship with God (although he did take the book, “The Reason for God,” that I loaned him). Yet it is encouraging that he is seeking to get his life back on track, at least in the physical realm. I’m blessed to be Ernest’s friend and to have the opportunity to encourage him in that pursuit. And whether he likes it or not, I do pray that Ernest will truly find an abundant life, both physically and spiritually.
Instead of ranting about science and the Bible as usual, Ernest was genuinely seeking advice and encouragement as to what he needed to do to pick his life up from the gutter. We discussed his options for getting a phone, a job, and a place to stay. We lined out a simple plan that he wants me to hold him accountable to. We also discussed his obvious need to stay away from the bottle.
Ernest is still not interested in my prayers (“a lot of good they’ll do me” – he said) or my advice about his relationship with God (although he did take the book, “The Reason for God,” that I loaned him). Yet it is encouraging that he is seeking to get his life back on track, at least in the physical realm. I’m blessed to be Ernest’s friend and to have the opportunity to encourage him in that pursuit. And whether he likes it or not, I do pray that Ernest will truly find an abundant life, both physically and spiritually.
June 18, 2009
A new HOPE
Matt, Lindsey, and I are the year-term “Hopies” (as our director Jesse calls us). A few weeks ago, we added nine new summer-term Hopies. If you’re not familiar with the inner workings of Jeff. Street, it may be hard for you to comprehend what a huge shock to the system this is. We have a total of six full-time staff and a handful of 2nd and 3rd shift guys. Thus, the HOPE team (12 of us in all) is now a larger group than all of Jeff. Street’s regular staff combined. That’s pretty exciting. But it’s also been a bit overwhelming.
Over the past nine months, Matt, Lindsey, and I became well established in our roles and routines. We also became very close as a team. The addition of nine new teammates has meant the end of HOPE as we knew it. We now have new roles: Lindsey and I are the women’s and men’s team leaders respectively. We also have new routines, as many of the things we once did as a group of three amigos are now broken into men’s and women’s team activities. Much of the “grunt” work I am used to has been deligated to the newcomers as I am given more supervisory and administrative roles. My average day or week today looks drastically different when compared to just a month ago. All this has taken some getting used to . . . but it’s all worth it.
It is exciting that such a large group (the largest HOPE team yet) of young Christians has given up their summer to serve the homeless and urban poor. Their presence and energy is allowing us to do things we’ve never done before. We have more hands than necessary to keep up with the necessary workload. This means we are freed up to start new projects and to socialize with our homeless guests and residents like never before. In many ways, I see this as a picture of the body of Christ at work (as described in 1 Corinthians 12 and elsewhere). Besides their sheer numbers, the new team has brought additional gifts and abilities that we’ve been lacking. Even more, the summer team has brought a refreshing passion and vigor that is easy to lose through months of service. As a result, our potential and ability as a body has increased. I’m very thankful for all my HOPE teammates, new and old. They are a blessing to both the ministry of Jeff Street and to my life as well.
Over the past nine months, Matt, Lindsey, and I became well established in our roles and routines. We also became very close as a team. The addition of nine new teammates has meant the end of HOPE as we knew it. We now have new roles: Lindsey and I are the women’s and men’s team leaders respectively. We also have new routines, as many of the things we once did as a group of three amigos are now broken into men’s and women’s team activities. Much of the “grunt” work I am used to has been deligated to the newcomers as I am given more supervisory and administrative roles. My average day or week today looks drastically different when compared to just a month ago. All this has taken some getting used to . . . but it’s all worth it.
It is exciting that such a large group (the largest HOPE team yet) of young Christians has given up their summer to serve the homeless and urban poor. Their presence and energy is allowing us to do things we’ve never done before. We have more hands than necessary to keep up with the necessary workload. This means we are freed up to start new projects and to socialize with our homeless guests and residents like never before. In many ways, I see this as a picture of the body of Christ at work (as described in 1 Corinthians 12 and elsewhere). Besides their sheer numbers, the new team has brought additional gifts and abilities that we’ve been lacking. Even more, the summer team has brought a refreshing passion and vigor that is easy to lose through months of service. As a result, our potential and ability as a body has increased. I’m very thankful for all my HOPE teammates, new and old. They are a blessing to both the ministry of Jeff Street and to my life as well.
June 1, 2009
June HOPE Newsletter
Greetings friends and family!
Word on the street is that Louisville is a good place to be homeless. Of course, no one would claim that it is easy or pleasant to be homeless. But if you happen to be homeless, Louisville is a pretty good place to be. That’s because compared to many cities there is an abundance of large shelters and organizations that provide food, clothes, shelter, etc.
Recently while working in the Day Shelter storage closet, I had a long conversation with Andre, a well-traveled homeless guy. He was telling me about Miami, Philly, and some other cities he’s lived in. He says the desperate condition of the homeless populations there and the lack of aid in those cities makes Louisville look like “paradise.” I guess some things are relative.
Yesterday, we went to throw Frisbee in a park and ran into one of our best homeless buddies, Pete. Somehow we got on the topic of food. He began listing the times and places that the homeless can get meals in town. It is actually possible to get six free meals on some days, if you’re willing to do the traveling. Thus they say that if you go hungry in Louisville, you’re just plain lazy. (This is one good reason why it’s generally not wise to give money to panhandlers who claim that they are hungry.)
The fact that Louisville has a lot of services for the homeless is a good thing . . . for the most part. The downside is that because homelessness is made more tolerable here, some folks are satisfied to accept free handouts rather than try to work for a living. This is why some who care about helping the poor have coined the phrase, “the help that hurts.” Meaning: there is a type of aid that actually worsens the condition of the recipients.
So what are we to do? As Christians, the Bible instructs us over and over to help and to give to the poor and needy. Just a few examples: “You shall freely open your hand to your brother, to your needy and poor in your land” (Deut. 15:11). But whoever has the world's goods, and sees his brother in need and closes his heart against him, how does the love of God abide in him? (1 John 3:17) Jesus Himself said, “when you give to the poor . . .” (Matt. 6:2) He didn’t say “if” but “when,” showing that giving to the poor is expected.
So giving to the poor is a Christian obligation. But the “how” and “when” of the giving are not clearly prescribed. The Bible also makes a case for conditional giving. Paul puts numerous conditions on the giving to widows in 1 Timothy 5:3-10. He also give us this principle, “If anyone is not willing to work, let him not eat” (2 Thess. 3:10). So there is a need for wisdom and discernment when trying to help the poor. That’s the tricky part. Robert Lupton, an urban ministry veteran says, “It is a long journey from softhearted, one-way charity to reciprocal, interdependent relationships. The road map that shows us how to navigate our way from prideless dependency systems to dignity-enhancing systems of exchange is not yet charted.”
Thus, we at Jeff. St. are trying to find better and better ways to serve and give to the poor and needy. This is truly a difficult undertaking. Yet we must remember that we can do all things with the Lord’s help. Ultimately, our goal is not to make Louisville or Jeff. St. into “paradise,” but to show our homeless friends the paradise that is eternity with the Lord.
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Our Summer HOPE Team has arrived – all NINE of them! It’s hard to understate how big of a change this will make to our lives, work, and ministry, but that’s a good thing. These new recruits will allow us to do things we’ve never been able to do before. Besides that, they’re a lot of fun. I’m very excited to see what the summer brings for us here at Jeff. St.
• Please pray that the Lord will work in and through the Summer HOPE Team as we serve and minister together.
• Please for the staff at Jeff. St.: that we will seek and follow the Lord’s guidance as to how we are to best share His love and His truth with the homeless.
• Please pray for our homeless friends to strive hard after the life the Lord has for them.
As always, I so appreciate your prayers and support. Blessings!
Word on the street is that Louisville is a good place to be homeless. Of course, no one would claim that it is easy or pleasant to be homeless. But if you happen to be homeless, Louisville is a pretty good place to be. That’s because compared to many cities there is an abundance of large shelters and organizations that provide food, clothes, shelter, etc.
Recently while working in the Day Shelter storage closet, I had a long conversation with Andre, a well-traveled homeless guy. He was telling me about Miami, Philly, and some other cities he’s lived in. He says the desperate condition of the homeless populations there and the lack of aid in those cities makes Louisville look like “paradise.” I guess some things are relative.
Yesterday, we went to throw Frisbee in a park and ran into one of our best homeless buddies, Pete. Somehow we got on the topic of food. He began listing the times and places that the homeless can get meals in town. It is actually possible to get six free meals on some days, if you’re willing to do the traveling. Thus they say that if you go hungry in Louisville, you’re just plain lazy. (This is one good reason why it’s generally not wise to give money to panhandlers who claim that they are hungry.)
The fact that Louisville has a lot of services for the homeless is a good thing . . . for the most part. The downside is that because homelessness is made more tolerable here, some folks are satisfied to accept free handouts rather than try to work for a living. This is why some who care about helping the poor have coined the phrase, “the help that hurts.” Meaning: there is a type of aid that actually worsens the condition of the recipients.
So what are we to do? As Christians, the Bible instructs us over and over to help and to give to the poor and needy. Just a few examples: “You shall freely open your hand to your brother, to your needy and poor in your land” (Deut. 15:11). But whoever has the world's goods, and sees his brother in need and closes his heart against him, how does the love of God abide in him? (1 John 3:17) Jesus Himself said, “when you give to the poor . . .” (Matt. 6:2) He didn’t say “if” but “when,” showing that giving to the poor is expected.
So giving to the poor is a Christian obligation. But the “how” and “when” of the giving are not clearly prescribed. The Bible also makes a case for conditional giving. Paul puts numerous conditions on the giving to widows in 1 Timothy 5:3-10. He also give us this principle, “If anyone is not willing to work, let him not eat” (2 Thess. 3:10). So there is a need for wisdom and discernment when trying to help the poor. That’s the tricky part. Robert Lupton, an urban ministry veteran says, “It is a long journey from softhearted, one-way charity to reciprocal, interdependent relationships. The road map that shows us how to navigate our way from prideless dependency systems to dignity-enhancing systems of exchange is not yet charted.”
Thus, we at Jeff. St. are trying to find better and better ways to serve and give to the poor and needy. This is truly a difficult undertaking. Yet we must remember that we can do all things with the Lord’s help. Ultimately, our goal is not to make Louisville or Jeff. St. into “paradise,” but to show our homeless friends the paradise that is eternity with the Lord.
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Our Summer HOPE Team has arrived – all NINE of them! It’s hard to understate how big of a change this will make to our lives, work, and ministry, but that’s a good thing. These new recruits will allow us to do things we’ve never been able to do before. Besides that, they’re a lot of fun. I’m very excited to see what the summer brings for us here at Jeff. St.
• Please pray that the Lord will work in and through the Summer HOPE Team as we serve and minister together.
• Please for the staff at Jeff. St.: that we will seek and follow the Lord’s guidance as to how we are to best share His love and His truth with the homeless.
• Please pray for our homeless friends to strive hard after the life the Lord has for them.
As always, I so appreciate your prayers and support. Blessings!
May 16, 2009
Sincere doubt
Ed and I have been doing a weekly Bible study together for months. We have had a number of great talks about his life, his family, his faith and his doubts. Recently we were discussing heaven and Ed made the comment, “It’s a beautiful thing when you know you’re invited.” So I asked him if he believes that he is invited. Ed told me he’s not sure, but he doubts it.
Ed is very aware of his sin. He is also very familiar with the Bible. He takes very seriously the passages about good trees bearing good fruit. When he honestly examines his life, he doesn’t see much good fruit, so he doubts his salvation. Rightly so I suppose.
I admire Ed for his genuineness. He walks to the beat of a different drummer in our culture which is quick to dismiss sin and proclaim that we’re all good people bound for heaven. Some refer to this attitude as “easy believism” or “cheap grace.” Just believe in “God” (whatever “God” you chose) and He’ll forgive you, no matter what.
However, there is another extreme, which Ed flirts with. This extreme believes that we are too wretched and God’s grace is inadequate for us to be made right with Him. “How could God love me?,” it asks. Indeed, it should be difficult for us to grasp and comprehend this truth. This is a great mystery. This is the Gospel.
Tim Keller says, “In the gospel we discover that we are far more wicked than we ever dared believe, yet more loved than we ever dared hope.” I appreciate that Ed admits his own wickedness. I pray that Ed will soon embrace God’s love and give his live to Him completely.
Ed is very aware of his sin. He is also very familiar with the Bible. He takes very seriously the passages about good trees bearing good fruit. When he honestly examines his life, he doesn’t see much good fruit, so he doubts his salvation. Rightly so I suppose.
I admire Ed for his genuineness. He walks to the beat of a different drummer in our culture which is quick to dismiss sin and proclaim that we’re all good people bound for heaven. Some refer to this attitude as “easy believism” or “cheap grace.” Just believe in “God” (whatever “God” you chose) and He’ll forgive you, no matter what.
However, there is another extreme, which Ed flirts with. This extreme believes that we are too wretched and God’s grace is inadequate for us to be made right with Him. “How could God love me?,” it asks. Indeed, it should be difficult for us to grasp and comprehend this truth. This is a great mystery. This is the Gospel.
Tim Keller says, “In the gospel we discover that we are far more wicked than we ever dared believe, yet more loved than we ever dared hope.” I appreciate that Ed admits his own wickedness. I pray that Ed will soon embrace God’s love and give his live to Him completely.
May 6, 2009
May HOPE Newsletter
Greetings friends and family!
Homosexuality and abortion. It is one thing to debate these issues in schools, churches, and the political arena. It is a whole different matter to discuss these issues personally with the people who actually count these as their personal experiences. To them these are not simply “issues,” they are reality. And we must treat these people not just as statistics and oddities but as precious souls created by God.
Caren is a middle-aged, former drug-addict who is one of our regular 8am Bible study attendees. Recently after I finished teaching, she asked to talk to me. Caren shared with me the guilt that she carries with her over the three abortions she has gone though. She told me she realizes she has sinned in many ways, but the guilt over the abortions is especially burdensome. I tried to comfort her with the Gospel and tell her that Jesus calls for those who are “weary and heavy-laden” to come to Him and have rest. She seems to doubt that it could be that easy. She is still wrestling with the feeling that not even God’s grace is great enough to atone for what she has done.
Corey has recently moved into our transitional program. He is the first person I’ve met who has shared the fact that he is both an unashamed homosexual and a professing believer in Jesus Christ. He tells us that he knows that God created him as a homosexual. He has examined all the Scriptures relating to homosexuality and still doesn’t see anything wrong with his sexuality. I totally disagree with him on the immorality of homosexuality. Yet I’m also coming to understand that everyone’s sexuality is severely messed up, no matter how we try to hide it. We all need support and encouragement to fight against our sexual struggles. Sadly, it seems that all Corey has received from the church is contempt and rejection. I am ashamed to say it, but I’m also having to fight my tendency to either smack him over the head with the scriptures or avoid him altogether.
Clearly, abortion and homosexuality are two of the hot-button issues of our time. I have to imagine that if Jesus were still walking around in the flesh, He would not just be in the middle of the debate, but in the middle of homosexuals and those who abort babies. The Pharisees rightly accused him of being a friend of “tax collectors and sinners” (Matt. 11:19). They made this accusation as if it were a bad thing. Apparently, the Pharisees failed to acknowledge the fact that they were sinners themselves.
Notice that Jesus didn’t simply spend time with and tolerate sinners, but he was their friend. This is amazing given that Jesus was the holy, perfect, creator of all things. Jesus loved sinners and He still does. He was and is drawn to sinners because, as He said, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick” (Mark 2:16). So Jesus comes not only to love but also to heal people. The problem for some is that that they don’t know that He is the cure.
This is where we come in. You’ve probably heard it said that a Christian is a beggar trying to show other beggars where to get food. We could also say that a Christian is a healed person trying to share the cure with the sick. Sometimes this means telling people they are sick. Sometimes this means telling people they are using the wrong cure. Sometimes it means telling them there is only one cure. These truths often upset and offend people. But they are still truths that need to be told. As Christians we must speak the truth in love (Ephesians 4:15). This is the struggle, being compassionate yet firm in sharing the truth.
Ultimately, Caren and Corey, you and I, all need the same things. We need God’s love, mercy, and forgiveness. Jesus is the remedy. Though we are healed, we have the tendency to run away from the sick and huddle up with other “healthy” people. This is easier and safer than going back to the sick with the cure that we’ve so graciously been given. But again, we need to follow Jesus’ example. He abandoned easy and safe to come to us and to die for us. He also called us to follow Him.
• Please pray that we at Jeff. Street would be bold and compassionate in sharing the truth, the cure, the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
• The Summer HOPE team is coming! On May 26th, Matt, Lindsey, and I will be joined by about 10 new teammates. Please pray for us all in this transition and for our new relationships.
Homosexuality and abortion. It is one thing to debate these issues in schools, churches, and the political arena. It is a whole different matter to discuss these issues personally with the people who actually count these as their personal experiences. To them these are not simply “issues,” they are reality. And we must treat these people not just as statistics and oddities but as precious souls created by God.
Caren is a middle-aged, former drug-addict who is one of our regular 8am Bible study attendees. Recently after I finished teaching, she asked to talk to me. Caren shared with me the guilt that she carries with her over the three abortions she has gone though. She told me she realizes she has sinned in many ways, but the guilt over the abortions is especially burdensome. I tried to comfort her with the Gospel and tell her that Jesus calls for those who are “weary and heavy-laden” to come to Him and have rest. She seems to doubt that it could be that easy. She is still wrestling with the feeling that not even God’s grace is great enough to atone for what she has done.
Corey has recently moved into our transitional program. He is the first person I’ve met who has shared the fact that he is both an unashamed homosexual and a professing believer in Jesus Christ. He tells us that he knows that God created him as a homosexual. He has examined all the Scriptures relating to homosexuality and still doesn’t see anything wrong with his sexuality. I totally disagree with him on the immorality of homosexuality. Yet I’m also coming to understand that everyone’s sexuality is severely messed up, no matter how we try to hide it. We all need support and encouragement to fight against our sexual struggles. Sadly, it seems that all Corey has received from the church is contempt and rejection. I am ashamed to say it, but I’m also having to fight my tendency to either smack him over the head with the scriptures or avoid him altogether.
Clearly, abortion and homosexuality are two of the hot-button issues of our time. I have to imagine that if Jesus were still walking around in the flesh, He would not just be in the middle of the debate, but in the middle of homosexuals and those who abort babies. The Pharisees rightly accused him of being a friend of “tax collectors and sinners” (Matt. 11:19). They made this accusation as if it were a bad thing. Apparently, the Pharisees failed to acknowledge the fact that they were sinners themselves.
Notice that Jesus didn’t simply spend time with and tolerate sinners, but he was their friend. This is amazing given that Jesus was the holy, perfect, creator of all things. Jesus loved sinners and He still does. He was and is drawn to sinners because, as He said, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick” (Mark 2:16). So Jesus comes not only to love but also to heal people. The problem for some is that that they don’t know that He is the cure.
This is where we come in. You’ve probably heard it said that a Christian is a beggar trying to show other beggars where to get food. We could also say that a Christian is a healed person trying to share the cure with the sick. Sometimes this means telling people they are sick. Sometimes this means telling people they are using the wrong cure. Sometimes it means telling them there is only one cure. These truths often upset and offend people. But they are still truths that need to be told. As Christians we must speak the truth in love (Ephesians 4:15). This is the struggle, being compassionate yet firm in sharing the truth.
Ultimately, Caren and Corey, you and I, all need the same things. We need God’s love, mercy, and forgiveness. Jesus is the remedy. Though we are healed, we have the tendency to run away from the sick and huddle up with other “healthy” people. This is easier and safer than going back to the sick with the cure that we’ve so graciously been given. But again, we need to follow Jesus’ example. He abandoned easy and safe to come to us and to die for us. He also called us to follow Him.
• Please pray that we at Jeff. Street would be bold and compassionate in sharing the truth, the cure, the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
• The Summer HOPE team is coming! On May 26th, Matt, Lindsey, and I will be joined by about 10 new teammates. Please pray for us all in this transition and for our new relationships.
April 20, 2009
Thunder thoughts
Yesterday was the famed “Thunder Over Louisville.” For those who don’t know, this is the largest annual air show and fireworks extravaganza in the nation. Somewhere around 700,000 people attended this year. I was working at Jeff. St. that Saturday morning and many of our homeless guests would stop and chat with me about it. One guy made the comment that his favorite part is that he can carry his bag around and not look homeless. That’s because everyone and their brother is carrying their junk to and from the massive shindig.
That small comment got me thinking about the fact that the emotional and social aspects of homelessness can be just as distressing as the physical aspect. The shame and humiliation from being labeled “homeless” can rob people of their dignity. As Christians, we must realize that being created in the image of God Almighty gives every person inherent dignity. Thus we must strive to treat each other accordingly
Something I’ve struggled with at times is how to make my homeless friends feel comfortable when we take them to church. Commonly when they meet new people some basic questions arise: “How do you know these guys?” “What do you do for a living?” “Where do you live?” For many homeless folks answering those questions is probably more painful than some of their physical strains.
Think of your response when you see someone you suspect to be homeless. For most people, the natural response is to look away or just find a way to ignore them. How do you think that makes a person feel? They must wonder, why are they so afraid of me? What is wrong with me? How terrible it must feel to be continually treated like a second-class citizen . . . or even worse.
The foolish, the weak, the lowly, and the despised . . . are these descriptions of the homeless? Maybe. But according to Paul (1 Corinthians 1:27-29), these are descriptions of the type of people the Lord has called. So maybe we’ve got more in common with the homeless than we think.
That small comment got me thinking about the fact that the emotional and social aspects of homelessness can be just as distressing as the physical aspect. The shame and humiliation from being labeled “homeless” can rob people of their dignity. As Christians, we must realize that being created in the image of God Almighty gives every person inherent dignity. Thus we must strive to treat each other accordingly
Something I’ve struggled with at times is how to make my homeless friends feel comfortable when we take them to church. Commonly when they meet new people some basic questions arise: “How do you know these guys?” “What do you do for a living?” “Where do you live?” For many homeless folks answering those questions is probably more painful than some of their physical strains.
Think of your response when you see someone you suspect to be homeless. For most people, the natural response is to look away or just find a way to ignore them. How do you think that makes a person feel? They must wonder, why are they so afraid of me? What is wrong with me? How terrible it must feel to be continually treated like a second-class citizen . . . or even worse.
The foolish, the weak, the lowly, and the despised . . . are these descriptions of the homeless? Maybe. But according to Paul (1 Corinthians 1:27-29), these are descriptions of the type of people the Lord has called. So maybe we’ve got more in common with the homeless than we think.
April 11, 2009
I'm a prideful punk
On Friday nights, our routine is to have a couple residents over for dinner. Tonight one of the guys, Bart, was a newcomer to Jeff. St. He’s still figuring everything out, including who Matt and I are.
We tried to explain that we are both staff and residents. We tried to explain that we are in the HOPE program and he is in the Fresh Start program. Bart was wondering if the HOPE program might be a better fit for him. A major reason for that may be that our apartment makes the average resident’s room look like a broom closet.
But this discussion caused me to feel a sense of pride and superiority. Part of me wanted to say, “Look, the Fresh Start program is for guys with mental illness and substance abuse problems. The HOPE program is for good Christian folks who want to help those messed-up people.” In other words, “You can’t be in our program because you’ve got too many problems.”
Although I didn’t say any of that, I’m terribly ashamed that this arrogant attitude raised its ugly head. The reality is I am a sinner, just like everyone else. And I don’t just say that because the Bible says so. I witness my own sinfulness every single day (my pride, for example). I’ve got very serious problems and am in need of serious help. Brennan Manning puts it this way, “To be alive is to be broken, and to be broken is to stand in need of grace. Honesty keeps us in touch with our neediness and the truth that we are saved sinners.”
The fact that I do find myself in the blessed position of being able to help others is only by the grace of God. “By the grace of God I am what I am” (1 Corinthians 15:10). I thank God for that. Yet, I cannot forget that I am in need of help as well. I pray I don’t forget this lesson on humility.
We tried to explain that we are both staff and residents. We tried to explain that we are in the HOPE program and he is in the Fresh Start program. Bart was wondering if the HOPE program might be a better fit for him. A major reason for that may be that our apartment makes the average resident’s room look like a broom closet.
But this discussion caused me to feel a sense of pride and superiority. Part of me wanted to say, “Look, the Fresh Start program is for guys with mental illness and substance abuse problems. The HOPE program is for good Christian folks who want to help those messed-up people.” In other words, “You can’t be in our program because you’ve got too many problems.”
Although I didn’t say any of that, I’m terribly ashamed that this arrogant attitude raised its ugly head. The reality is I am a sinner, just like everyone else. And I don’t just say that because the Bible says so. I witness my own sinfulness every single day (my pride, for example). I’ve got very serious problems and am in need of serious help. Brennan Manning puts it this way, “To be alive is to be broken, and to be broken is to stand in need of grace. Honesty keeps us in touch with our neediness and the truth that we are saved sinners.”
The fact that I do find myself in the blessed position of being able to help others is only by the grace of God. “By the grace of God I am what I am” (1 Corinthians 15:10). I thank God for that. Yet, I cannot forget that I am in need of help as well. I pray I don’t forget this lesson on humility.
April 5, 2009
April Newsletter
Greetings friends and family!
While working the various stations in the Day Shelter, we have the opportunity to converse and build relationships with our homeless guests. That’s the goal anyway. Sometimes I don’t feel like it. Sometimes I don’t want to give my time and energy to delve into their lives and listen to their stories. But sometimes it doesn’t matter what I want to do; folks open up anyway.
Recently, a middle-aged homeless lady, who I didn’t know very well, stopped by the front desk. I asked the polite, yet insincere question, “How you doing?” She replied, “Doing well today. At least I’m not sick. But I will be tomorrow.” I was puzzled by her statement and asked what she meant. I learned that she has cancer and was going to another chemotherapy session the next day. Homeless with cancer – how’s that for a combination? She continued to tell me that she was “ready to go, if He’d just take me” – meaning she was ready to die. We talked briefly about her faith in God and I told her I’d be praying for her.
Another day this week, a young man about my age told me that he was having suicidal thoughts. Besides his grinding homeless lifestyle and his frustrating inability to find a job, he now has a court date looming. He is losing hope. I tried to encourage him with the Gospel, as he is also a believer. I told him, as well, that I’d be praying for him.
As I was typing this up, one of our residents was hanging out in our apartment. At one point he interrupted me to share about his bad day and some issues that were stressing him out. I was again in a position to either show genuine concern or give the minimal response so I could get on with what I really wanted and needed to do.
What I’m getting at by sharing these three snippets is the fact that, probably more than any other time in my life, I’m in a position to respond to people in severe need. So my options are: to not respond at all, to respond robotically, or to respond with genuine care and compassion. This is one of the greatest struggles I have in living, working, and ministering here at Jeff. St.: caring about people.
In a recent prayer service, a pastor reminded us that we should not respond to people’s distressing circumstances with callous indifference. His words, “callous indifference,” have stuck with me. I fear that my time at Jeff. St. is wearing my heart callous and indifferent towards other’s pain.
No matter what our occupation, if we do it for long enough, it can loose its luster. Over time, we can become robotic and mechanical in our activities. If we are working on an assembly line or are doing accounting, that might not be a big problem. But when we are supposed to be ministering to people, particularly hurting and needy people, that’s a big problem.
We’ve been here over six months now, and the honeymoon is long gone. In many ways, what we do is not as easy or enjoyable as it once was. But I must remind myself that I didn’t come here to live a life of ease and enjoyment. More importantly, as Christians, we are not called to a life of ease and enjoyment. Instead, the Christian life is a life of hardship (2 Timothy 2:3) and sacrifice (Romans 12:1). Thus we are called to perseverance and humility. Perseverance: because life’s not always rainbows and butterflies. Humility: because life’s not all about us.
What's more, our perseverance must be of a particular sort. Our perseverance is not simply a mechanical continuation of the daily tasks that are required of us. Our perseverance must be a constancy of love. So I must love like my Father, whose love endures forever (Psalm 136).
• Please continue to pray for our homeless friends as they endure the harshness of their lifestyle.
• Please pray that the Lord would give us the perseverance, humility, and love that we need to minister to our homeless friends.
While working the various stations in the Day Shelter, we have the opportunity to converse and build relationships with our homeless guests. That’s the goal anyway. Sometimes I don’t feel like it. Sometimes I don’t want to give my time and energy to delve into their lives and listen to their stories. But sometimes it doesn’t matter what I want to do; folks open up anyway.
Recently, a middle-aged homeless lady, who I didn’t know very well, stopped by the front desk. I asked the polite, yet insincere question, “How you doing?” She replied, “Doing well today. At least I’m not sick. But I will be tomorrow.” I was puzzled by her statement and asked what she meant. I learned that she has cancer and was going to another chemotherapy session the next day. Homeless with cancer – how’s that for a combination? She continued to tell me that she was “ready to go, if He’d just take me” – meaning she was ready to die. We talked briefly about her faith in God and I told her I’d be praying for her.
Another day this week, a young man about my age told me that he was having suicidal thoughts. Besides his grinding homeless lifestyle and his frustrating inability to find a job, he now has a court date looming. He is losing hope. I tried to encourage him with the Gospel, as he is also a believer. I told him, as well, that I’d be praying for him.
As I was typing this up, one of our residents was hanging out in our apartment. At one point he interrupted me to share about his bad day and some issues that were stressing him out. I was again in a position to either show genuine concern or give the minimal response so I could get on with what I really wanted and needed to do.
What I’m getting at by sharing these three snippets is the fact that, probably more than any other time in my life, I’m in a position to respond to people in severe need. So my options are: to not respond at all, to respond robotically, or to respond with genuine care and compassion. This is one of the greatest struggles I have in living, working, and ministering here at Jeff. St.: caring about people.
In a recent prayer service, a pastor reminded us that we should not respond to people’s distressing circumstances with callous indifference. His words, “callous indifference,” have stuck with me. I fear that my time at Jeff. St. is wearing my heart callous and indifferent towards other’s pain.
No matter what our occupation, if we do it for long enough, it can loose its luster. Over time, we can become robotic and mechanical in our activities. If we are working on an assembly line or are doing accounting, that might not be a big problem. But when we are supposed to be ministering to people, particularly hurting and needy people, that’s a big problem.
We’ve been here over six months now, and the honeymoon is long gone. In many ways, what we do is not as easy or enjoyable as it once was. But I must remind myself that I didn’t come here to live a life of ease and enjoyment. More importantly, as Christians, we are not called to a life of ease and enjoyment. Instead, the Christian life is a life of hardship (2 Timothy 2:3) and sacrifice (Romans 12:1). Thus we are called to perseverance and humility. Perseverance: because life’s not always rainbows and butterflies. Humility: because life’s not all about us.
What's more, our perseverance must be of a particular sort. Our perseverance is not simply a mechanical continuation of the daily tasks that are required of us. Our perseverance must be a constancy of love. So I must love like my Father, whose love endures forever (Psalm 136).
• Please continue to pray for our homeless friends as they endure the harshness of their lifestyle.
• Please pray that the Lord would give us the perseverance, humility, and love that we need to minister to our homeless friends.
March 30, 2009
Spring Break
Some of my friends have given me some jabs because I’m 30 and I’ve recently been on Spring Break . . . as if we are supposed to outgrow Spring Break. Well as they say, 30 is the new 20.
But I have put some thought into the idea that Spring Break is a special privilege. Many professionals don’t have the luxury of a Spring Break. But closer to home, in our Jeff. Street context, there is no Spring Break from homelessness. There are no funds to travel wherever one fancies. For many there is no loving and welcoming family to return to. There is simply no time off. Homelessness is relentless.
Taking showers with strangers in shelters. Walking everywhere in all conditions. Having to rely on handouts for food. Enduring hours of utter boredom. Worrying about theft, violence, and rape. Worrying about the future, if able to think beyond today. Life on the streets is both physically and emotionally draining. It is degrading and dehumanizing. And I thought I needed a break.
So it’s true after all, I really am fortunate to have a Spring Break as a 30-year-old. And even more than that, I’m blessed to have a fulfilling pursuit from which to take a break and a stable lifestyle to which I can return.
But I have put some thought into the idea that Spring Break is a special privilege. Many professionals don’t have the luxury of a Spring Break. But closer to home, in our Jeff. Street context, there is no Spring Break from homelessness. There are no funds to travel wherever one fancies. For many there is no loving and welcoming family to return to. There is simply no time off. Homelessness is relentless.
Taking showers with strangers in shelters. Walking everywhere in all conditions. Having to rely on handouts for food. Enduring hours of utter boredom. Worrying about theft, violence, and rape. Worrying about the future, if able to think beyond today. Life on the streets is both physically and emotionally draining. It is degrading and dehumanizing. And I thought I needed a break.
So it’s true after all, I really am fortunate to have a Spring Break as a 30-year-old. And even more than that, I’m blessed to have a fulfilling pursuit from which to take a break and a stable lifestyle to which I can return.
March 9, 2009
While we have Opportunity
Sam is moving out in the next couple days. He is one of my best friends among the residents. I’ve shared in the past that a resident leaving us brings mixed emotions. Granted, I would not really like for any of my friends to live the rest of their life here at Jeff. Street. It’s a good place, but the idea is that we help people to move on to something better. So I’m sad that Sam is moving out, but I’m happy that he has the opportunity to get his own place. Fortunately we now have the type of relationship that I can call him up and continue to hang out, go to church, and stay connected.
Probably the biggest struggle I’m having is the nagging question, “Have I made the most of my time with Sam?” I must honestly answer “no,” but isn’t that nearly always the case. Certainly we have built a relationship. For a while now we’ve tried to do a weekly Bible study together. Sam went to church with us a couple times. We had many chats over dinner down in the cafeteria. We are friends.
But despite all this, I ask myself, “How much did I challenge him? How much did I encourage him? How much did I show Sam God’s love and share with him God’s truth?” My answer is, simply, “not enough.” Some of you may think I’m being too hard on myself, but I know I’ve missed opportunities with Sam and others.
We all need to heed Paul’s words, “So then, while we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, and especially to those who are of the household of the faith” (Galatians 6:10). Because every opportunity eventually runs out.
Probably the biggest struggle I’m having is the nagging question, “Have I made the most of my time with Sam?” I must honestly answer “no,” but isn’t that nearly always the case. Certainly we have built a relationship. For a while now we’ve tried to do a weekly Bible study together. Sam went to church with us a couple times. We had many chats over dinner down in the cafeteria. We are friends.
But despite all this, I ask myself, “How much did I challenge him? How much did I encourage him? How much did I show Sam God’s love and share with him God’s truth?” My answer is, simply, “not enough.” Some of you may think I’m being too hard on myself, but I know I’ve missed opportunities with Sam and others.
We all need to heed Paul’s words, “So then, while we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, and especially to those who are of the household of the faith” (Galatians 6:10). Because every opportunity eventually runs out.
March 1, 2009
March newsletter
Greetings friends and family!
My homeless friend, Ernest, is an atheist. He’s the type of atheist who is quite proud of his sophisticated, scientific worldview. He denies all things supernatural, including God. I would also say he is one the more intelligent of our Day Shelter guests. Although he earned more college credits than I did, he never actually received a degree. He is also very well read on the topic of religion, claiming to have read over 300 books on the subject. Nearly every time he comes in, I ask him what he’s been reading. Most of it is stuff I’d be far too intimidated to read, so I just raise my eyebrows, nod my head, and say, “Interesting.” Despite our differences, we’ve had some good discussions about God, faith, and life.
A few months ago, Ernest promised me that he would go to church with us sometime. Why? I’m not sure. I’d occasionally remind him of his promise but I didn’t really expect him to follow through. Then one Sunday, I was pleasantly surprised. Ernest went to church and afterwards claimed to have had a pleasant experience. During our half-hour walk to and from church, Ernest and I had good conversation about his belief in science - my faith in God, his drunkenness - my abstinence, his brief stint as a professional wrestler (yeah, really) - my time as a missionary in Africa, and much more. Although it is hard for us to find common ground, we are each interested in the other’s perspectives. We are definitely an odd couple, yet we get along well.
I continued to wonder what would cause a staunch atheist to go to church. Maybe he wanted to better understand where I was coming from? But he has a church background himself. Perhaps he wanted to find some more reasons to reject our faith? It seems he has plenty of reasons already. Recently I decided simply to ask Ernest, “Why would an atheist like you go to church with a guy like me?” In his typically clever wit he responded, “A better question is ‘why do so many Christians NOT go to church?’” (Touché.) But then, he said more sincerely and matter-of-factly, “I went because you asked me.”
It seems that Ernest went to church simply because we have a relationship. A relationship built on little common ground besides a mutual respect for each other, even a love for each other. More than a couple times Ernest has told me he loves me. At first, I thought maybe he was just being silly or he’d had too much to drink. But more and more I believe he is sincere. It is becoming clear to me that this love and respect is the key to our relationship.
Despite our pleasant relationship, Ernest’s lack of faith in God troubles me. I worry about him. He seems so firm in his beliefs (and doubts) that it will take a miracle from God to change his mind. So that is what I’m praying for.
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This month I will mark my 6th month of service here at Jeff St. I can honestly say it has been a very challenging but wonderful experience thus far. The work can often be mentally and physically draining. I generally feel inadequate for the job. Nevertheless, I know that I am growing and learning a lot. My teammates and the Jeff. St. staff are great role models and have become great friends. The Lord is using them in my life and I feel that He is using me in the lives of our residents and Day Shelter guests.
Thus the second half of my 1-year commitment remains. I pray that the Lord will continue to teach me, grow me, and use me. I pray that he will give me the endurance, wisdom, boldness, and LOVE necessary for the work. Even more than all that, I pray that he will work in the hearts and lives of those to whom we are ministering. I covet your prayers for these requests as well.
Thanks again for all the prayers you’ve lifted up on my behalf and on behalf of my homeless friends. Thanks also to all of you who are making this year of service possible through your financial support. I am truly been blessed by your generosity. God bless!
My homeless friend, Ernest, is an atheist. He’s the type of atheist who is quite proud of his sophisticated, scientific worldview. He denies all things supernatural, including God. I would also say he is one the more intelligent of our Day Shelter guests. Although he earned more college credits than I did, he never actually received a degree. He is also very well read on the topic of religion, claiming to have read over 300 books on the subject. Nearly every time he comes in, I ask him what he’s been reading. Most of it is stuff I’d be far too intimidated to read, so I just raise my eyebrows, nod my head, and say, “Interesting.” Despite our differences, we’ve had some good discussions about God, faith, and life.
A few months ago, Ernest promised me that he would go to church with us sometime. Why? I’m not sure. I’d occasionally remind him of his promise but I didn’t really expect him to follow through. Then one Sunday, I was pleasantly surprised. Ernest went to church and afterwards claimed to have had a pleasant experience. During our half-hour walk to and from church, Ernest and I had good conversation about his belief in science - my faith in God, his drunkenness - my abstinence, his brief stint as a professional wrestler (yeah, really) - my time as a missionary in Africa, and much more. Although it is hard for us to find common ground, we are each interested in the other’s perspectives. We are definitely an odd couple, yet we get along well.
I continued to wonder what would cause a staunch atheist to go to church. Maybe he wanted to better understand where I was coming from? But he has a church background himself. Perhaps he wanted to find some more reasons to reject our faith? It seems he has plenty of reasons already. Recently I decided simply to ask Ernest, “Why would an atheist like you go to church with a guy like me?” In his typically clever wit he responded, “A better question is ‘why do so many Christians NOT go to church?’” (Touché.) But then, he said more sincerely and matter-of-factly, “I went because you asked me.”
It seems that Ernest went to church simply because we have a relationship. A relationship built on little common ground besides a mutual respect for each other, even a love for each other. More than a couple times Ernest has told me he loves me. At first, I thought maybe he was just being silly or he’d had too much to drink. But more and more I believe he is sincere. It is becoming clear to me that this love and respect is the key to our relationship.
Despite our pleasant relationship, Ernest’s lack of faith in God troubles me. I worry about him. He seems so firm in his beliefs (and doubts) that it will take a miracle from God to change his mind. So that is what I’m praying for.
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This month I will mark my 6th month of service here at Jeff St. I can honestly say it has been a very challenging but wonderful experience thus far. The work can often be mentally and physically draining. I generally feel inadequate for the job. Nevertheless, I know that I am growing and learning a lot. My teammates and the Jeff. St. staff are great role models and have become great friends. The Lord is using them in my life and I feel that He is using me in the lives of our residents and Day Shelter guests.
Thus the second half of my 1-year commitment remains. I pray that the Lord will continue to teach me, grow me, and use me. I pray that he will give me the endurance, wisdom, boldness, and LOVE necessary for the work. Even more than all that, I pray that he will work in the hearts and lives of those to whom we are ministering. I covet your prayers for these requests as well.
Thanks again for all the prayers you’ve lifted up on my behalf and on behalf of my homeless friends. Thanks also to all of you who are making this year of service possible through your financial support. I am truly been blessed by your generosity. God bless!
February 15, 2009
Word & Deed
One of the attractions that brought me to Jeff. St. was their focus on ministry in both word and deed. Evangelism and service. Meeting spiritual and physical needs. Too often I have done simply one or the other (and sometimes neither). I am still learning about the importance of doing both whenever possible. Lately I’ve been reading (in “Ministries of Mercy” by pastor/author Tim Keller) about the Biblical impetus to minister in both word and deed.
First of all, our Creator and Example, Jesus Christ was describe as “a prophet mighty in deed and word in the sight of God and all the people” (Luke 24:19). If we are to be followers, imitators of Jesus, then we need to be ministering in both deed and word as He did.
Keller writes, “As Christ came both to speak and to serve, so the church is gifted both to speak and to serve.” He sites 1 Peter 4:11, “Whoever speaks, is to do so as one who is speaking the utterances of God; whoever serves is to do so as one who is serving by the strength which God supplies.” Furthermore, Keller points out that most spiritual gifts can be easily placed into one of two categories: word-gifts and deed-gifts. For example, some word-gifts are evangelism, teaching, and exhortation. Some deed-gifts then are service, giving, and mercy.
The Great Commission (Matthew 28:18-20) is clear: we must teach and make disciples of all nations. The Great Commandment is clear: we must love God and love our neighbor. John tells us how to love: “not in word or with tongue, but in deed and truth” (1 John 3:18). The Scripture is clear: “Whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through Him to God the Father” (Colossians 3:17).
First of all, our Creator and Example, Jesus Christ was describe as “a prophet mighty in deed and word in the sight of God and all the people” (Luke 24:19). If we are to be followers, imitators of Jesus, then we need to be ministering in both deed and word as He did.
Keller writes, “As Christ came both to speak and to serve, so the church is gifted both to speak and to serve.” He sites 1 Peter 4:11, “Whoever speaks, is to do so as one who is speaking the utterances of God; whoever serves is to do so as one who is serving by the strength which God supplies.” Furthermore, Keller points out that most spiritual gifts can be easily placed into one of two categories: word-gifts and deed-gifts. For example, some word-gifts are evangelism, teaching, and exhortation. Some deed-gifts then are service, giving, and mercy.
The Great Commission (Matthew 28:18-20) is clear: we must teach and make disciples of all nations. The Great Commandment is clear: we must love God and love our neighbor. John tells us how to love: “not in word or with tongue, but in deed and truth” (1 John 3:18). The Scripture is clear: “Whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through Him to God the Father” (Colossians 3:17).
February 9, 2009
Motivation for Mercy
What should be our motivation for serving the needy? Often, my main motivation is guilt. It is clear to me that I have an abundance of wealth compared to the average human being. I’ve long felt this to be a good enough motivation to “share the wealth” and serve the poor. Though this may not be the worst motivation, I’m learning that there is a better one.
I’m reading a book by Tim Keller called “Ministries of Mercy.” In it he suggests that our main motivation for loving and serving the needy should be God’s mercy and grace towards us. God has saved me and blessed me immeasurably for no reason besides His unconditional love. Likewise we are to pass on that love to others even when, in our eyes, they don’t deserve it. “We love because He first loved us” (1 John 4:19).
Keller quotes from a sermon by B.B. Warfield in which he answers three common objections we have to serving the poor:
“Objection 1. “My money is my own.” Answer: Christ might have said, “My blood is my own, my life is my own” . . . then where should we have been? Objection 2. “The poor are undeserving.” Answer: Christ might have said, “They are wicked rebels . . . shall I lay down my life for these? I will give to the good angels.” But no, he left the ninety-nine, and came after the lost. He gave his blood for the undeserving. Objection 3. “The poor may abuse it.” Answer: Christ might have said the same; yea, with far greater truth. Christ knew that thousands would trample his blood under their feet; that most would despise it; that many would make it an excuse for sinning more; yet he gave his own blood. Oh, my dear Christians! If you would be like Christ, give much, give often, give freely, to the vile and poor, the thankless and the undeserving.”
In 2 Corinthians 8:2, Paul writes about the Macedonian churches: “their abundance of joy and their extreme poverty have overflowed in a wealth of generosity on their part.” Their motivation for generosity was joy from God’s grace, rather than guilt from their prosperity. In fact, the Macedonians were considered extremely poor. Yet due to their joy in the Lord, they “gave according . . . and beyond their means” (v. 3). The love of God is reason for much joy. Likewise, the love of God is a great motivation for serving the needy.
I’m reading a book by Tim Keller called “Ministries of Mercy.” In it he suggests that our main motivation for loving and serving the needy should be God’s mercy and grace towards us. God has saved me and blessed me immeasurably for no reason besides His unconditional love. Likewise we are to pass on that love to others even when, in our eyes, they don’t deserve it. “We love because He first loved us” (1 John 4:19).
Keller quotes from a sermon by B.B. Warfield in which he answers three common objections we have to serving the poor:
“Objection 1. “My money is my own.” Answer: Christ might have said, “My blood is my own, my life is my own” . . . then where should we have been? Objection 2. “The poor are undeserving.” Answer: Christ might have said, “They are wicked rebels . . . shall I lay down my life for these? I will give to the good angels.” But no, he left the ninety-nine, and came after the lost. He gave his blood for the undeserving. Objection 3. “The poor may abuse it.” Answer: Christ might have said the same; yea, with far greater truth. Christ knew that thousands would trample his blood under their feet; that most would despise it; that many would make it an excuse for sinning more; yet he gave his own blood. Oh, my dear Christians! If you would be like Christ, give much, give often, give freely, to the vile and poor, the thankless and the undeserving.”
In 2 Corinthians 8:2, Paul writes about the Macedonian churches: “their abundance of joy and their extreme poverty have overflowed in a wealth of generosity on their part.” Their motivation for generosity was joy from God’s grace, rather than guilt from their prosperity. In fact, the Macedonians were considered extremely poor. Yet due to their joy in the Lord, they “gave according . . . and beyond their means” (v. 3). The love of God is reason for much joy. Likewise, the love of God is a great motivation for serving the needy.
February 1, 2009
February newsletter
Since coming to serve here at Jeff St., I have seen firsthand the consequences of substance abuse more than ever before. The lessons seem to be coming all the more frequently in recent days. Some of the victims have been weighing heavily on my heart. I certainly do not mean to reinforce the stereotypes concerning homeless folks: alcoholism, mental illness, laziness, and the rest. Homeless folks are as varied as any other group of people. However, it is true that we see a good number of people who are clearly enslaved and oppressed by alcohol. So I’ll share one recent episode.
One of our newest residents, Carl, was suspended for breaking our no alcohol policy his first night here. A couple nights later he came in anyway asking to get into his room. He was sloppy drunk, having trouble speaking and walking. Due to his suspension we told him he'd have to leave for the night and come back when the proper staff person was available to talk with him. Because of his inebriated state and the fact that the temperature was below freezing, I decided to give him a ride to where he was staying: an abandoned building, or in his words an "abandominium."
On the drive there, Matt and I asked Carl about his life and his addiction. Sadly, he told us he had no plan and no hope. We asked about whether he had tried to get help for his addiction. He said he’d tried but to no avail. We then shared that the only true hope is found in Jesus Christ. Carl told us he doesn't believe in Jesus as God's son, but he does believe in God. I figured that rather than argue with a heavily intoxicated guy about the deity of Christ, it might be more worthwhile to challenge him to pray to God and ask him to reveal the truth to him. We also prayed for him before we dropped him off at his abandominium. He was very appreciative of the ride and our prayers. One of the saddest parts of all this is that Carl seems to be a genuinely kind and pleasant man. His life is simply out of control because of his addiction.
Although I was thankful for the chance to share the Gospel and serve Carl in God’s love, this experience left me with a lingering sadness. When dealing with addicts, sometimes their situation does seem hopeless. It seems there is nothing we can do to help. It seems some are truly stuck in an endless cycle. But I know better. I know that God is the God of hope. I know that He is the great Redeemer. I know that nothing is impossible for God. So with Carl, and other like him, all we can do is serve, love, pray, and then leave the rest in God’s hands.
I’m also learning that I need to be very careful not to judge others’ addictions while ignoring my own. Jesus taught us to take the log out of our own eye before trying to help someone else with the speck in theirs (Matt. 7:15). It seems that most addictions have to do with things that in moderation, or in their proper place, are not harmful. The Bible never condemns wine or beer, but drunkenness. Sex is a gift from God, but outside of the proper confines (marriage) it holds many grave consequences. Even wonderful blessings and necessities like food and sleep can be abused. Other addictions are even more subtle – entertainment, materialism, greed, pride, comfort, etc.
The Apostle Paul wrote, “All things are lawful for me, but not all things are helpful. All things are lawful for me, but I will not be enslaved by anything” (1 Cor. 6:12). Like Carl, I too need to fight, in God’s strength, against the addictions that enslave me. Ultimately, his hope and mine is in Jesus Christ who was sent “to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to set free those who are oppressed” (Luke 4:18).
Please pray for:
• the Lord to move in our lives (mine, Carl’s, and others) to free us from our addictions.
• The Lord to equip us with every good thing to do His will (Hebrews 13:21).
Thanks again for your continued prayers and support of our work here at Jeff. St. You are a blessing to me and to this ministry.
One of our newest residents, Carl, was suspended for breaking our no alcohol policy his first night here. A couple nights later he came in anyway asking to get into his room. He was sloppy drunk, having trouble speaking and walking. Due to his suspension we told him he'd have to leave for the night and come back when the proper staff person was available to talk with him. Because of his inebriated state and the fact that the temperature was below freezing, I decided to give him a ride to where he was staying: an abandoned building, or in his words an "abandominium."
On the drive there, Matt and I asked Carl about his life and his addiction. Sadly, he told us he had no plan and no hope. We asked about whether he had tried to get help for his addiction. He said he’d tried but to no avail. We then shared that the only true hope is found in Jesus Christ. Carl told us he doesn't believe in Jesus as God's son, but he does believe in God. I figured that rather than argue with a heavily intoxicated guy about the deity of Christ, it might be more worthwhile to challenge him to pray to God and ask him to reveal the truth to him. We also prayed for him before we dropped him off at his abandominium. He was very appreciative of the ride and our prayers. One of the saddest parts of all this is that Carl seems to be a genuinely kind and pleasant man. His life is simply out of control because of his addiction.
Although I was thankful for the chance to share the Gospel and serve Carl in God’s love, this experience left me with a lingering sadness. When dealing with addicts, sometimes their situation does seem hopeless. It seems there is nothing we can do to help. It seems some are truly stuck in an endless cycle. But I know better. I know that God is the God of hope. I know that He is the great Redeemer. I know that nothing is impossible for God. So with Carl, and other like him, all we can do is serve, love, pray, and then leave the rest in God’s hands.
I’m also learning that I need to be very careful not to judge others’ addictions while ignoring my own. Jesus taught us to take the log out of our own eye before trying to help someone else with the speck in theirs (Matt. 7:15). It seems that most addictions have to do with things that in moderation, or in their proper place, are not harmful. The Bible never condemns wine or beer, but drunkenness. Sex is a gift from God, but outside of the proper confines (marriage) it holds many grave consequences. Even wonderful blessings and necessities like food and sleep can be abused. Other addictions are even more subtle – entertainment, materialism, greed, pride, comfort, etc.
The Apostle Paul wrote, “All things are lawful for me, but not all things are helpful. All things are lawful for me, but I will not be enslaved by anything” (1 Cor. 6:12). Like Carl, I too need to fight, in God’s strength, against the addictions that enslave me. Ultimately, his hope and mine is in Jesus Christ who was sent “to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to set free those who are oppressed” (Luke 4:18).
Please pray for:
• the Lord to move in our lives (mine, Carl’s, and others) to free us from our addictions.
• The Lord to equip us with every good thing to do His will (Hebrews 13:21).
Thanks again for your continued prayers and support of our work here at Jeff. St. You are a blessing to me and to this ministry.
January 25, 2009
Abandominium
Last night I had one of those interesting experiences that come with living at a homeless shelter. One of our newest residents, Carl, was suspended for breaking our alcohol policy his first night here. Late last night he came in anyway asking to get into his room. He was sloppy drunk, having trouble speaking and walking. Due to his suspension we couldn't let him into his room and told him he'd have to leave. Because of his drunken state and the fact that the temperature was around freezing I decided to give him a ride to where he was staying: an abandoned building, or in his words an "abandominium."
On the drive there, Matt and I asked him about his life and his addiction. He told us he had no plan and no hope. We tried to share that the only true hope is found in Jesus Christ. Carl told us he doesn't believe in Jesus as God's son, but he does believe in God. We challenged him to pray to God and ask him to reveal the truth to him. We also pray for him before we dropped him off at his abandominium. He was very appreciative of the ride and our prayers. I guess the rest is in God's hands.
On the drive there, Matt and I asked him about his life and his addiction. He told us he had no plan and no hope. We tried to share that the only true hope is found in Jesus Christ. Carl told us he doesn't believe in Jesus as God's son, but he does believe in God. We challenged him to pray to God and ask him to reveal the truth to him. We also pray for him before we dropped him off at his abandominium. He was very appreciative of the ride and our prayers. I guess the rest is in God's hands.
January 23, 2009
A new perspective
It might go without saying that living and working at a homeless shelter is giving me a new perspective on a lot of things. This was evidenced during a recent trip to the mall. I went to return a sweater I got for Christmas. I was most delighted to receive the $26 simply for giving back a gift. This caused me to think of some homeless friends who go to great lengths to make a buck. Some begin standing in line at the temp agencies at
I've also started looking at mall employees, none of whose jobs I've ever envied before, as having it pretty well. Many of the folks we serve at
And even my perception of the mall patrons has changed. Somehow I now marvel at how all these folks have the money to spend at these overpriced stores. I now see them, and myself, as privileged. Or maybe I should say blessed. Yes, I am truly blessed. This new perspective helps me to recognize that truth all the more.
January 11, 2009
January newsletter
Greetings friends and family!
Sometimes I feel pretty sure that God chose the wrong man for this job. Serving and ministering to the homeless takes compassion, selflessness, patience, boldness, wisdom, and endurance. Therefore, I don’t qualify. Not even close.
Recently in the Day Shelter I was working at the front desk when a drunk guy named Eddie kept coming around. I was getting annoyed by his drunken behavior. I did not show him compassion, I was not seeking to boldly share God’s truth with him, and my patience was wearing thin. I just wished he’d leave, or go take a nap, or something – so I could peacefully get on with my work. Unexpectedly, Eddie somehow brought up the subject of church. It turns out that we each are a part of the same church community (Sojourn). I was quite shocked. Turns out that Eddie had once been panhandling between services when he met one of the deacons who managed to initiate a relationship with him. Now Eddie is a regular on Sunday mornings. Based on our conversation, it appears to me that he is more than just a church-goer. Our dialogue, in the course of his drunkenness, gave evidence that Eddie is a genuine Christian.
This encounter shamed me and encouraged me all at the same time. I was ashamed because I chose not to bother witnessing to this man because of his inebriated state. I had judged him solely because of his outward appearance and behavior. Yet I was immensely encouraged because even despite my lack of effort, God brought about a meaningful conversation between me and Eddie.
Amy Carmichael, a missionary to India from 1901-1951 (without a furlough), once said, “Don’t imagine that by crossing the sea and landing on a foreign shore and learning a foreign lingo you ‘burst the bonds of outer sin and hatch yourself a cherubim.’” In other words, just because one becomes a missionary, pastor, or whatever type of minister, that doesn’t mean they “have arrived.” Neither does becoming a Christian mean that an alcoholic will automatically and immediately overcome their addiction. Though Eddie seems to believe and trust in the Lord Jesus Christ for his salvation, he apparently still struggles with alcohol. Likewise, though I live and minister in a homeless shelter, I certainly have not gained any special status, nor have I gained any amazing abilities. I’m no cherubim.
The Apostle Paul called himself the least of the apostles and the chief of sinners. He also wrote, “To me, the very least of all saints, this grace was given to preach to the Gentiles the unfathomable riches of Christ” (Eph. 3:18). I definitely can relate to Paul’s sense of inadequacy. On my own, I would certainly fail miserably as a minister. I acknowledge that it truly is only by God’s grace that I am able to do any good here at Jeff. St. By His grace I have many meaningful interactions with people like Eddie.
It was also Paul who wrote, “For consider your calling, brethren, that there were not many wise according to the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble; but God has chosen the foolish things of the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to shame the things which are strong . . .” (1 Cor. 1:26-27). When I read this I think, “Maybe God has called the right man after all.”
Please pray for us:
• that the Lord would cause us “to increase and abound in love for one another, and for all people” (1 Thess. 3:12).
• that we would “make known with boldness the mystery of the gospel” (Eph. 6:19).
As always, thanks so much for your prayers and support of our ministry here at Jeff. St. I am blessed to be serving the Lord here.
Sometimes I feel pretty sure that God chose the wrong man for this job. Serving and ministering to the homeless takes compassion, selflessness, patience, boldness, wisdom, and endurance. Therefore, I don’t qualify. Not even close.
Recently in the Day Shelter I was working at the front desk when a drunk guy named Eddie kept coming around. I was getting annoyed by his drunken behavior. I did not show him compassion, I was not seeking to boldly share God’s truth with him, and my patience was wearing thin. I just wished he’d leave, or go take a nap, or something – so I could peacefully get on with my work. Unexpectedly, Eddie somehow brought up the subject of church. It turns out that we each are a part of the same church community (Sojourn). I was quite shocked. Turns out that Eddie had once been panhandling between services when he met one of the deacons who managed to initiate a relationship with him. Now Eddie is a regular on Sunday mornings. Based on our conversation, it appears to me that he is more than just a church-goer. Our dialogue, in the course of his drunkenness, gave evidence that Eddie is a genuine Christian.
This encounter shamed me and encouraged me all at the same time. I was ashamed because I chose not to bother witnessing to this man because of his inebriated state. I had judged him solely because of his outward appearance and behavior. Yet I was immensely encouraged because even despite my lack of effort, God brought about a meaningful conversation between me and Eddie.
Amy Carmichael, a missionary to India from 1901-1951 (without a furlough), once said, “Don’t imagine that by crossing the sea and landing on a foreign shore and learning a foreign lingo you ‘burst the bonds of outer sin and hatch yourself a cherubim.’” In other words, just because one becomes a missionary, pastor, or whatever type of minister, that doesn’t mean they “have arrived.” Neither does becoming a Christian mean that an alcoholic will automatically and immediately overcome their addiction. Though Eddie seems to believe and trust in the Lord Jesus Christ for his salvation, he apparently still struggles with alcohol. Likewise, though I live and minister in a homeless shelter, I certainly have not gained any special status, nor have I gained any amazing abilities. I’m no cherubim.
The Apostle Paul called himself the least of the apostles and the chief of sinners. He also wrote, “To me, the very least of all saints, this grace was given to preach to the Gentiles the unfathomable riches of Christ” (Eph. 3:18). I definitely can relate to Paul’s sense of inadequacy. On my own, I would certainly fail miserably as a minister. I acknowledge that it truly is only by God’s grace that I am able to do any good here at Jeff. St. By His grace I have many meaningful interactions with people like Eddie.
It was also Paul who wrote, “For consider your calling, brethren, that there were not many wise according to the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble; but God has chosen the foolish things of the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to shame the things which are strong . . .” (1 Cor. 1:26-27). When I read this I think, “Maybe God has called the right man after all.”
Please pray for us:
• that the Lord would cause us “to increase and abound in love for one another, and for all people” (1 Thess. 3:12).
• that we would “make known with boldness the mystery of the gospel” (Eph. 6:19).
As always, thanks so much for your prayers and support of our ministry here at Jeff. St. I am blessed to be serving the Lord here.
January 4, 2009
The eternal significance of caring
Matthew 25 describes an awesome and terrifying scene. Jesus, the Son of Man, in all His glory, is seated on His throne, surrounded by the angels. From there He separates the people of all nations, “as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats” (vs. 31-33). The separation, of course, is between the righteous - who inherit eternal life in the kingdom of God - and the condemned - who inherit eternal punishment in the eternal fire.
Now I am a firm believer that salvation is through faith and by God’s grace. We don’t earn it and we don’t deserve it. But Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross has bought our deliverance from the eternal punishment that we deserve. Now we need only trust in Him and repent from our sins in order to gain eternal life in His kingdom. That is my understanding of the Gospel. And that is why this passage in Matthew 25 puzzles, and sometimes, scares me.
In this passage, Jesus bases the separation of the righteous and the condemned on how they treated the needy. Those who fed the hungry, welcomed the strangers, clothed the naked, and visited the sick and imprisoned were counted as righteous. Those who neglected the same . . . “went away into eternal punishment” (vs. 46). And what is even scarier, neither the righteous nor the condemned realized the importance of these encounters with the needy.
I have not changed my understanding of salvation based on this passage, but it does raise some vital questions. What is clear to me is that this passage illustrates the weighty importance of caring for the needy. Apparently the giving of drinks, meals, clothes, and visits can be of eternal significance. Some may find this out too late, but we must consider ourselves warned. As Christians, TODAY, we need to consider with extreme seriousness how we are loving our neighbors, especially the needy.
I will close with some words from the Apostle Paul on the subject: “As for the rich in this present age, charge them not to be haughty, nor to set their hopes on the uncertainty of riches, but on God, who richly provides us with everything to enjoy. They are to do good, to be rich in good works, to be generous and ready to share, thus storing up treasure for themselves as a good foundation for the future, so that they may take hold of that which is truly life” (1 Timothy 6:17-19).
((for those who might be interested, a far from exhaustive list of verses on the importance of caring for the needy: Luke 10:25-27, Proverbs 14:21, 31, Matt. 6:2-4, Proverbs 28:17))
Now I am a firm believer that salvation is through faith and by God’s grace. We don’t earn it and we don’t deserve it. But Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross has bought our deliverance from the eternal punishment that we deserve. Now we need only trust in Him and repent from our sins in order to gain eternal life in His kingdom. That is my understanding of the Gospel. And that is why this passage in Matthew 25 puzzles, and sometimes, scares me.
In this passage, Jesus bases the separation of the righteous and the condemned on how they treated the needy. Those who fed the hungry, welcomed the strangers, clothed the naked, and visited the sick and imprisoned were counted as righteous. Those who neglected the same . . . “went away into eternal punishment” (vs. 46). And what is even scarier, neither the righteous nor the condemned realized the importance of these encounters with the needy.
I have not changed my understanding of salvation based on this passage, but it does raise some vital questions. What is clear to me is that this passage illustrates the weighty importance of caring for the needy. Apparently the giving of drinks, meals, clothes, and visits can be of eternal significance. Some may find this out too late, but we must consider ourselves warned. As Christians, TODAY, we need to consider with extreme seriousness how we are loving our neighbors, especially the needy.
I will close with some words from the Apostle Paul on the subject: “As for the rich in this present age, charge them not to be haughty, nor to set their hopes on the uncertainty of riches, but on God, who richly provides us with everything to enjoy. They are to do good, to be rich in good works, to be generous and ready to share, thus storing up treasure for themselves as a good foundation for the future, so that they may take hold of that which is truly life” (1 Timothy 6:17-19).
((for those who might be interested, a far from exhaustive list of verses on the importance of caring for the needy: Luke 10:25-27, Proverbs 14:21, 31, Matt. 6:2-4, Proverbs 28:17))
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