Without homes, love, and joy, homelessness is a serious and sad problem that we see every day. In my heart, I believe that it is our duty to help these people. Have you ever had to worry about where your next meal would be coming from or a place to sleep? We have plenty of resources, why don’t we share them with the homeless? It’s time to bring light and hope into their lives. In this post, I will be covering the topic of homelessness.
Last year, the rate for homelessness was 3.5 million per year. (a) That’s 842,000 per day. Imagine. All across our nation, person after person being dumped out on the streets to live a life of despair. In the statistics below, you can see that California especially had a large number of individuals lacking homes.
In Los Angeles alone, there were 57,737 without a home. (b) Why are there so many destitute people? The first reason is housing. In the beginning, many people have a home: but they are too poor to afford it. They must also decide whether to spend their money on food and other needs, or give up a large portion to housing. In the end, they usually abandon their homes to save money for education and childcare, which they value more. Stuck in a mud puddle of poverty, the homeless, wandering on the streets, also contract health problems such as infections, pneumonia, and bronchitis. Having not enough money to go to the doctor’s office, they usually suffer terribly – from the lack of medicine and sufficient supplies. They are without warm clothing, food, and hope.
I can never walk by a homeless person without a piece of my heart being ripped away. My mind thinks, “What if I were the one who was begging on the sidewalk, tattered clothes flapping in the chilly wind? How would I survive?” And yet we, personally, are not taking action!!!
Some say, “Sure, that’s a great idea and all, you know, to help the homeless, but…It costs money!!!! Those people aren’t worth it. They’ll probably go back to their old ways anyway. It’s no use.”
In answer to that, well, you don’t have to give all of your money to those people on the streets. Everywhere around you, there are programs especially for lessening the sting of homelessness. Volunteers of America (www.voa.org) is a widespread organization, and another program is the Homeless Assistance Program (MHALA), run by the government. Do the homeless a favor and bring them to these shelters. Additionally, yourselves, you could lend a hand, ride, or dollar to these struggling survivors. And if you think they will return to their miserable life, listen to this: Most homeless act immoral only because they are hopeless and have no other choice. However, if a spark of aspiration touches their hearts, it is most likely that they will change. They don’t want to behave in such unworthy ways. In their mind, I’m sure that they want to change, but have no one to encourage and guide them.
In conclusion, think about it. Where would you rather sleep: a hard bench, or your bed, complete with thick sheets, cushiony pillows, and gel memory foam? What would you rather eat: hot, home cooked food or stale bread from a garbage can? I have no doubt that you would choose the best out of these options. And so would homeless people, if they could. They are just like us, normal people. However, they are caught in the net of poverty, loneliness, and despair. About to give up. But if we untangle the nets with love…they would be free to live in the sea of life. Help the homeless!
Teacher: Mrs. Gregorich
(a) Wikipedia: Homelessness.
(b) nationalhomeless.org – Why are people homeless?
This post is just about my everyday life. Each morning, I pray for help in glorifying God’s Name. But as I go through the day, I find my resolve slowly fading. My homework is so tedious and lengthy, little but important things demand my attention, and my little sister aggravates and provokes me!!! ARRRGHHH!!! In addition, each day, when I awake, I have to repeat the cycle again. Monotonous. VERY monotonous. The same things, the same time, every single day.
But however dreary and drab the day must be, the Bible is a source of comfort. One of my favorites is Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Holding to this, I continue to pray to God, hoping that someday I will be as holy as He. Meanwhile, I will go through each day. One at a time.