For this Christmas holiday season, our family is doing something radically different. Our church pastor challenged the congregation in doing something nice for someone else for the Christmas season. You know, as it says in the Bible, “goodwill to men”. We are carrying on that message to bring hope to people who are truly in need and it’s made quite an impact on all who have taken on the challenge. As an example, take our family. We’re helping out at a homeless shelter, passing out blankets, toothbrushes/dental the colder months out of floss, small packets of Kleenex, and gently-used clothing to the people who are sheltering there during the year. We have met many people, young and old, disabled and able-bodied. We have made many friends. Some of the people we have come to meet include Vince, Rica and her little boy, Bob and others. Some of them have truly sad, heartbreaking stories to tell.
Some ended up here through no fault of their own, but others, like Rica, Loco, Doo-Dad, and Shifty chose to become homeless and none of them have any intention of even trying to better themselves, so they can get off the street, they are happy playing the victim and having people feel sorry for them. And then there are those who were once homeless but now have managed to better themselves by getting employment or a place to live. They sometimes come to the shelter to visit old friends and to let the current batch of bums know that they can get off the street, if they just apply themselves or set goals that are attainable. Most are willing to try to leave the streets behind, but as I said, there are quite a few who don’t even want to try. It’s those hard cases that break my heart the most. Nobody deserves to live on the streets, sponging off of people, especially if they are elderly. I have noticed that ever since we started doing this, I have come across a lot of senior citizen and it makes me want to cry.
The Essay on Art Crimes Graffiti People Street
Struggling through poor articulation, here's an attempt to argue against the dominant view of society on the subject of street vandalism -- which I like to call habitat re-decoration -- expressed nicely by an anonymous conservative web-site: Graffiti is a crime. Graffiti is vandalism. Graffiti is not art. The same web-site went on to say that graffiti damages surfaces to the point of permanently ...
I have learned that a lot of homeless people are just like you and me. They have dreams and ambitions and they could be your next door neighbor. You just may never know. If I could do more to help then, believe me, I would, but I am only one person. All I can do is keep them in my prayers at night and hope that one day they can get it together and work towards a place to call home or getting a reputable job so they don’t have to sleep out in the cold or in climate weather. And I can show them the love of Jesus in my actions, thoughts, and words. If I can just touch one life and bring them a sense of hope, then I have done my job. When we go to the shelter, we will bring hot meals to them and sing Christmas music with them. Some of my friends from church are coming with us; it is going to be a regular Christmas-style love-fest! Well, I need to get ready and make sure that I am dressed warmly myself and supposed to be in the lower thirties and rather breezy, which will make it seem even colder. Then after we eat, we will do our good deed for the day and try to bring a little Christmas cheer to our new friends.
