Yesterday, I was entering a CVS store to purchase batteries when I noticed sitting down away from the front entrance a homeless person. In all my years I had never seen someone so affected by the streets , she was covered in dirt, torn dirty clothing, barefoot and both her arms were in casts. Someone had bought her an ice cream which she was frantically trying to eat as the Houston heat melted it away, I was crushed at the site.
I have been in similar situations where I was preoccupied, disconnected and maybe thought my giving a dollar or two would provide help, but not this time. I approached her and told her that I was torn up on the inside and that I wanted to help her anyway I could . She turned and looked at me with the biggest eyes I have ever seen and said "Mr., I am just waiting on God to get me out of this mess. If He is real I know He will save me." Obviously, that response spoke to me and put the responsibility back on me as a child of God to be the hands of Christ. I sat down and had a conversation with this sweet soul and found out about her journey from cheerleader in Jacksonville Florida where she grew up. “I was pretty back then,” she exclaimed several times as she reflected on a life of tragedy and brokenness. She told me the way I could help her was to get her to the Star of Hope where they had helped her in the past. This blessed me to no end because I had not told her that I worked for Star of Hope and it confirmed in my heart that the Good Shepherd was still actively protecting and growing the flock.
I called the Star of Hope Women and Family Emergency Shelter where I made arrangements to get Robin to the shelter and as soon as we walked in the door the attendant at the desk made immediate arrangements for shower, food and fresh clothing. I left her in good hands and said my goodbyes to Robin who is forever etched into my heart.
Please join with me and pray for Robin and the thousands just like her all over Houston. They aren’t a group of people called "The Homeless", they are individuals, consciously or unconsciously waiting for God to get them out of this mess.