The other day a woman came to pick up her check. This is the first person that I have followed all the way from the pre screen to the actual rent check. She came in and I had her fill out certain forms etc. Then at the end of our meeting I asked if I could pray with her. She said yes. I prayed for God to keep her and for her family to experience joy that they have never known. Oh God, to keep them safe and near to Your heart. Amen. I looked up to see her face covered in tears. She wept. I put my hand on her shoulder. We sat there, together.

The next day my supervisor, Ashley, told me that the woman had called looking for her. Kelly told her how special I was and that I had the best heart she had seen in a while.

God knew I needed a moment like that. I have been discouraged lately with the desk-joby-ness of my position. Now, I feel encouraged.

You hold my being. You wrap yourself around every detail of my life. You place everything into motion. And all I have to do is stand in the palm of your hand. 


She was a girl my age. My age, with three small children and she was living on the streets or in a friend’s house. We connected, oh did we connect. It was like she could have been me. Just a few bad decisions had decided her future. I could be a mom of three, that was a shock to me. She was beautiful and kind and nervous. I tried to put her at ease... to love her effectively, like Jesus would have… to let her into my life and show her that I am the same as her, that I am broken too. 



A woman applied for our program a while ago. She was a very frail old woman down on her luck, living in a homeless shelter. She was kind and gentle and I felt myself lowering my voice and adding sweetness to it as to not offend. I have had practice speaking slowly to those who know little English, I spoke with such a demeanor here. She had a history with drugs, she told me. 

As our session closed she asked me what a mentor was and who they would be. I told her it was a group of 2-6 people who were just going to meet with her and help with her needs as she transitioned back into society… I told her that most of all they were going to love on her. As she walked away she spoke softly to me and said “that is just what I need…” Lord, keep her. Show her Your mercy and your love for her. 


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