What Can One Church Do?
Toward a Biblical View of Homelessness
Posted
Thursday, July 07, 2005
by
Sam Yeiter
I would like to open a discussion on the Churchâs response to the homeless. Particularly, what should be the response of a little church? Iâm hoping that itâs a given that God cares for the homeless, and that the Church ought to be involved if itâs something God cares about. In this post I recount my experience with one man whose story I believed.
In the heart of winter my wife and daughter were visited by a man claiming to be homeless. He had found no one at the church (Iâm bi-vocational, and thus am hardly ever at the church office), and so he wandered down to our house. (Later Iâll have a post on the curses and blessings of living in a parsonage.) My wife gave him a number where I could be reached and tried to explain that we were a little church and probably couldnât give him the help he needed. I waited for his call, which never cameâ¦since she accidentally gave him the wrong number. All the time I was waiting, I was thinking, âWhat do I say to him?â Weâre a very small church with less than 30 members. We donât have the budget to help just anyone who asks for it, and believe me, once you give anything to one, youâll invariably get hit with a host of handout seekersâ¦
For the next couple months we had silence around our house and I forgot about the man. Then one evening I heard a knock at our front doorâ¦a sure sign that itâs someone I donât know. It was the same man. He was young...much younger than I had envisioned from my wife's description. He apologized for bothering me and asked if I had a minute. I did, I told him. He told me his storyâ¦his sad, wretched story. He told me he grew up Catholic and that he was into God. However, terrible things had happened to him for a long time and the result was a broken man in front of me. Iâve spoken with lots of homeless people, but this one was different. I believed him. As he told me of the abuse he had received from people youâre supposed to be able to trust, I began to feel pain for him. If Mark was writing about this meeting, he would say, âAnd straightway, Sam was moved with compassionâ¦but had no idea of how to help the man.â
He needed money for a hotel room and food. I gave him some cash and some mixed nuts and fruit. I told him that the people who had hurt him had no right to do so and that God loved him, and that I loved him, too. I gave him a job lead and gave him my right phone number and e-mail address, and told him that I would loan him the tools he would need to try to get the job I had mentioned to him. I then let him make a phone call to his step-grandmother for about 20 minutes, which I sat and listened to. I could hear her voice from time to time, and I wanted to cry right there.
In the end, I prayed with him, told him I was there for him and sent him on his way. I returned to my meal, which was now cold (oh, the humanity!).
So, what is a church of our size to do with the homeless that come to our steps?
Should I expect parishioners to take homeless people in? (I certainly wouldnât take in a strange man with my wife and daughter there.)
What should be spent on helping the homeless when we donât meet the most basic bills required to keep us open?
Iâm sure there are other questions that ought to be asked...but Iâve forgoten them. Maybe youâll raise themâ¦maybe weâll answer all of our questions and change the world. One part of me whispers that thereâs no hope and letâs get back to talking about fun stuffâ¦but I think that whisper does not honor our command to be salt and light to a dying people. So, lets get to the hard work of thinking.
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