I spent Christmas alone this year because my parents are out of town. God hasn’t exactly allowing me to feel lonely since break ended because he’s been placing people in my life constantly. Yesterday evening, on my way to my sister’s Christmas Eve Dinner, I passed by several homeless people on the street, and I had this great idea to spend part of my Christmas day with them. So, long story short, I did it.
I woke up at 3pm on Christmas, haha no joke. For whatever reason, I just kept going back to sleep after waking up at 10, 11, 1, and 2. Finally, when I got up at 3pm, I decided to go out there. I have this principle when it comes to serving others – serve their need, not their desires. So, at 3:30, I parked my car at Starbucks and went to the corner of Fountain View and Westheimer where there were a few people sitting on the sidewalk.
A – the least talkative of the group, but also a girl. She eventually became more open, but I could tell that she had a broken past, probably full of abuse and/or family struggles. She looked pretty young though, maybe in her later 20’s or early 30’s.
B – one of the most talkative people I’ve ever met. He was really joyful though. He has moved around a lot, from Mississippi, all the way down to Texas. He had run ins with the law and a DWI. He just recently turned 40.
J – he was a 50 or so year old Hispanic guy who was let out on disability. He’s recently been diagnosed with lung cancer and is refusing Chemotherapy.
I’d prefer not to release their names publicly, but long story short, we sat around and talked for a while and eventually moved to a nearby Mexican restaurant for dinner. I could tell, based on their response of “whether they had it to go”, they hadn’t eaten in a restaurant in while, and I was thrilled to take them there. Eventually, I asked them what was the first thing they thought of when thinking about Christmas
A – Family
B – Uplifting, happiness
J – Commercial, shopping
And then, I shared with them my thoughts on christmas: LOVE. I shared with them this passage. I shared that, in the same way that Joseph loved Mary, Jesus was born on this day 2000 some years ago, so that we would be loved the same way. For that very reason, I came out to spend time with them so that they would know that Jesus loves them as well, and He wants to be in a relationship with them. So, I ended the meal (which was pretty good) by asking for their prayer requests.
A, B, and J: Health and Getting off the streets
And I ended up praying for all of them. As I bid them goodbye, I realized I’d spent 2 hours with them, but I can say with confidence that it was one of the best spent Christmases of my life. Thank you Jesus.