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Originally Posted by Socialite
I understand this example. But helping poverty for a drug addict is NOT giving him cash. There's other ways to meet each of the unique needs. Some are addicts, some mentally ill, some grew up without hope and are involved in crime, drugs and gangs, some are single mothers who were searching for love (5 kids, 2 abortions later), some are small families where they never had a worldview for the Corporate Ladder, are too old to start, but are working dead-end jobs and still not quite making it -- or barely making it; some are homeless because they are a lonely soul on the run.
Poverty is a symptom of brokenness. And every pandhandling bum (which is not even 5% of those who are classified as poor by American standards) that takes money, shoots up, craps on the sidewalk and pisses on himself is a picture of what you and I looked like before Grace entered our life. We were in an endless cycle of sin, hopeless, looking for fixes... Grace came to us. It wasn't a second chance, it was Grace. It was incredible love. Patient love. Not because we earned it. Not because we got it all right the first time. But it loved us even when we didn't love ourselves because we hated our own failures. It conquered it all. So... that's what I think about now when I see those "lazy leeches" sitting around. I see brokenness.
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You know what most of them see when church people come? Not hope but a dollar or their next meal. Many of them don't want church because of the demands churches make on them.
That is why even 1% of success with the homeless is a winner!
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