help the homeless

Each year, my city has a program they call A Night’s Welcome. This is a shelter program where homeless people travel weekly to different churches for shelter during the colder months. While I work very hard during this program, I want to spend more time truly affecting the heart and soul of those in the program. I want to lift their spirits and help them get out of the program and into a home.

This is one thing that I won’t tire doing. I want these people to know that there are still people who care. =)

HELP THE HOMELESS

haven’t done this lately here n canada. Because im scared of the ” homeless” people. they don’t look homeless to me but they beg for money.. hmmm.. i remember i was in bus depot in edmonton a couple of months ago and there were so many of them. I gave a penny to an old lady becuase I thought she shouldn’t be out there at that time as it was almost midnight. But she didn’t look homeless at all. An Addict? Sigh

I had a bit of extra money this month, so I bought 3 blankets to give to homeless people. I am going to first call a homeless advocate I met a while back, and ask his advice as to where to bring them. I’d like to meet the recipients, but want to have someone bring me.

When I lived in WA, I would always buy a few extra groceries to give to this homeless guy in my neighborhood, but then I stopped seeing him around. I now live across the street from a huge city park with a walking trail and in the morning I see people in the woodsy area off the path, sometimes still lying down. I wonder where are their families? Why have they been thrown away? Whether it is mental illness, substance abuse, or fallin on hard times, they deserve more. I would not want my child to go to sleep hungry out in the cold, the homeless were or still are somebody’s child, don’t I have an obligation?

i want to help the world and donate money or give food to them

I live in an apartment complex. This morning on waking I noticed 2 homeless men going through the dumpsters looking for food or bottles and cans. I wanted to make them sandwiches. When I asked my common law boyfriend what I should do he said, “Nothing, you may offend them by making them sandwiches!!” I replied, ” what could be more offensive to them? Me making them a sandwich or them having to find a meal in a dumpster?” I looked back to see if they were still there and they were gone. My heart sank because I hadn`t helped them when I felt I should. This is still nagging at me. I added this to my list.

This afternoon as I was walking in the street, some few children approached me and hysterically asked me if I could give them the bread which I was eating. Good thing, I still had one left in my bag which I then gave them. They didn’t appear to be homeless to me, but I knew they are poor. They didn’t thank me, but that was okay with me. Perhaps they were just too shy to say thank you.I observed them from afar and saw them share that small bread with the rest of the children. I smiled.

Last night, I received a mail from a certain Julene Ellefson saying she’s dying of cancer and that she wants to leave me her 10,500,000 British pounds
“for the good work of the lord, and also to help the motherless and less privilege and also for the assistance of the widows”.

With that great money , I would probably stop working and I would focus on helping the less privildged people in my country. I would donate some in hospitals, churches, scholarship, etc. It would be a full time job for me. And I would supervise everything and see to it that the money won’t be wasted. I will make sure that every single cent won’t be wasted.

But I found out this morning that her letter is a scam..

Ahh, I’m back to reality not that I am broke. But that wouldn’t stop me from helping. I can still help in my own small ways. So I am back to reality now.

But it would have been wonderful if I really will get that big sum of money to help.