Summary: The plight of the homeless in America should be the concern of everyone of us, we should never look down on them as if they don't exist.
I have a burden for the homeless, my heart goes out to them every time I see someone roaming the dangerous streets of Houston, Texas. The Evangelist Malcolm Scott, Jr. once wrote that, “There is nothing worse then a burden less preacher” and cannot help but agree with him. And so if you should ask me what my burden is—it is for the invisible people, the homeless roaming the streets of America and the world today.
The other day I was forced to catch the Metro bus home due the fact that I had dropped my vehicle off the auto repair shop. My vehicle broke down on the freeway in ninety-plus weather. Distressed and brokenhearted I thought about how much it will cost me eventhough I do have a warranty. While I was riding on the bus feeling sorry for myself I noticed a man walking in the hot sun with grocery cart filled with his life’s belongings and right then and there God placed me back into the right perspective.
I thought to myself, I am on my way to a comfortable house, which has a rooftop, a refrigerator, a stove, and a central air system. But this man that few people even notice because he is invisible to them, has nowhere to go. Somewhere during the course of the week an officer with the Houston Police Department will run him away from a comfortable spot he found for the day, I know this will happen because this is a regular practice in large cities like Houston.
As I gazed at this brother, I wondered about his day. How many people did he approach for assistance today? How many people at least gave him a smile? The shelters in Houston, The Star of Hope, Salvation Army, and Goodwill, are so crowded until there is barely enough place left. Even if there were overnight shelter provided, soon as morning comes he would have to leave by 8 am and fend for himself the remainder of the day.
And so where did he sleep last night, and what did he eat? How many frowns did he see today, and how many ugly stares and scowls? I would note that in Houston, he is not allowed to use the so-called public restrooms in the downtown area and many other public places. Did anybody show him compassion or did they simply ignore him because they already judged him and found him unworthy? Here I am worried about my vehicle that is under warranty—and there is man who has nowhere to go and is most likely constantly judged for the condition he is in. What a spiritual awakening I received that day.
It really bothers me I will admit, when the so-called prosperity faith preachers condemn people of poverty and act as if being poor and is somehow a result of sin. One well-known electronic “name it and claim it” preacher once said during one of his you can be rich materially sermons, “poverty is a curse from God” but the fact is, it is NOT a matter of a curse either to be poor or to be rich in a physical way. It all depends on what God wants us to have at any given time in our lives. Our various phases of life that God allows us to enjoy or to endure are because of His blessing to all of us who know or endeavor to know His will, “The Lord killeth, and maketh alive: he bringeth down to the grave, and he bringeth up. The Lord maketh poor and maketh rich: he bringeth low, and lifteth up. He raiseth the poor out of the dust, and lifteth up the beggar from the dunghill, to set them among princes, and to make them inherit the throne of glory" (I Samuel 2:6-8). There is nothing mentioned concerning poverty as being some sort of curse.