It was clear last night with a howling wind of bitter cold, with temperatures dipping into the twenties and wind chill of single digits. Far colder still in the various tent communities in Douglasville served by our ministry partners at Daily Bread, Making a Change, Project One, and others. Yesterday one of our FIA team leaders Mark encountered Cynthia and Sam again. She drinks and he is partially crippled by a stroke, hobbling about with a walker in the dark woods. Mark just wanted to get them into a hotel for a few days to clean up and escape the weather and willing to pay for their stay; but, no room at the inn because the hotel folks were scared their bedding would be ruined by Sam’s incontinence. It was hard and sad for Mark to watch them retreat back into the woods as darkness fell.
A few weeks ago the United Way Homeless Task Force came out, visited the encampments and offered help in the form of shelter and program resources to anyone willing to come out. No one did. So last night, Leila, Mark, Alma and I resolved to pray together than Cynthia and Sam would agree to come out in the morning; Mark agreed to drive them to Atlanta. Morning came and there was no relief from the cold. We started a new partnership between The Pantry, FIA, and Daily Bread that involved me making the bread and pastry pickup from Publix on Highway 5 and giving all the blessings to Daily Bread. For the first time Leila tells me, “everyone received, and they even got to pick what they wanted. What a blessing; thank you Jesus.” But Cynthia and Sam refused to come out of the cold.
Fast Eddie said he would; in and out of jail, three weeks homeless, sick, hospitalized last night, ready to leave it all behind this morning. One came out; not the one we prayed for to be sure, but one nonetheless.
It’s a start.
