I went downtown Detroit today and hung out with some homeless peeps. The group I was with (shout out to Adam, Steve, Daniel, Ally and Katie!) had built relationships with some people over the past 2 weeks, and it was really cool to see them come back for a 3rd time, and see how the people responded. They welcomed them with open arms, struck up conversations from the week before…like they were talking to old friends. The week before the group had brought tents with them, so this week all the tents were set up.
But to go into a situation like that where all around you is people who don’t have a job, don’t have a home, and really don’t have much family to call upon is quite the experience. As much as I tried, it was virtually impossible to wrap my head around the massive problem that was staring me in the face. Some of these people wanted to get out of it. They wanted to believe that life was more than their current experience. Some people, however, seemed to not mind the lifestyle…beats turning yourself in and going to prison, I guess.
Needless to say, I’ll probably go back. Jesus called us to love people; to clothe the naked and feed the hungry. As hard as it is to swallow, there weren’t really any conditions by which we were to do those things…we are just to do them.