Let me first clarify the title of this post. I’m not saying you should forget the homeless and it’s easy to do. I’m saying that it’s easy to forget the homeless when we don’t see them. Pastor Andy lives in a place that is essentially next door to the park where the homeless congregate or at least pass through on a daily basis.
I, on the other hand, live outside of the city. In the suburbs where I am it would be almost unheard of to see a homeless person. I occasionally see one at the off ramp to the interstate, but even that is a rare occasion. It’s not bad that I live in the burbs. It just makes it easy to forget that not everyone lives like I do. There are no people sleeping on our park benches. Nobody wrapped in a blanket wanders down our sidewalk. I am insulated by location.
Because of that insulation I tend to forget. I forget that when it’s 95 degrees out with 80% humidity that there is a group of people just a short drive away that are simply trying to survive the heat.
I don’t want to forget. I want to help however I can. Sometimes my help isn’t much, but it’s something. And if all of us commit in one way or another to giving at least a little of ourselves, it’s adds up to an incredibly useful tool in God’s hands.