Today, God reminded me as I sip hot coffee that not everyone will be warm today. I recall one Friday night, my bud Gretchen and I were invited to speak to a group of homeless men at an inner city shelter. A requirement for getting a bed for the night was sitting through some music ministry and a little preachin of the Good Word 🙂 Let’s just say, we had a captive audience.
I was terrified, to say the least. The majority stared out at the ministry team with blank expressions. When it was our turn to speak, I told them at one time I had lost everything and schlepped around on people’s couches for 6 months and felt terrible about myself. That I wasn’t going to pretend that I could really relate to what they were going through, but that I knew God really loved them, right now as there were. Gretchen spoke about a broken tooth being miraculously repaired when she couldn’t afford a dentist and how God cared about our every need. No matter how small.
We then invited the men to come up to get hands laid on for healing. Many came forward and we had some WOK and prophecy for them too. I was surprised at how quite a few wanted to be touched or hugged and cried when God spoke through us with a word of love or encouragement.
Later, Pastor David, who invited us, told us that normally most don’t walk up for prayer. That the men were obviously touched by our transparency and authenticity. We were being real with them! We weren’t preaching at them and just wanted to show them love. The Father’s love.
The homeless may be addicts, mentally ill or had a bad turn of luck. But…..please remember they are someone’s son, brother, husband or friend. Instead of turning away, maybe hand them some money or stop and talk for a moment. Or pray with them. The weather will soon get colder and there won’t always be a bed or space for them.
Not asking you to take them into your house. I am asking you to treat them like human beings. Be terrified and do it anyway.