The Christmas story is recorded in Luke 2:4-19. Christmas is for Christians to get together to celebrate the birth of the baby Jesus. Next time you see a homeless person on the street, picture them with their family, hosting Christmas dinner, getting hugs from family as they walk through the door. Remember that these people, likely have a family. Then come to realize that these people probably won’t see their family for Christmas.
Last December, I was approached by a homeless woman, who asked me if I needed help carrying my groceries. I said no thanks, but I asked her if she could wait a few minutes so I could go to my house and get her a coat that I knew she would love. She waited and I returned with my favorite jacket, and handed it to her. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled. She gave me a hug, and told me thank you! I was so tickled by her reaction, that I couldnt stop there. I asked her about her immediate family and what they might want for Christmas, from her. She told me that during the holidays, she tries to keep to herself because she wasn’t able to buy gifts, and there would be no point to her showing up. She said, “At Christmas time, I just disappear until it’s over, I dont even call my family. That is pretty much how most of us homeless folks do it, every year.” She continued, “I get a feeling in my gut, like a knife, and feel sick when I imagine the day that my whole family gets together for Christmas, and I am not there”. I started to tear up. My heart was broken for these people that I previously knew nothing about. I picked her up the next day from her camp site and we went and bought gifts for her family, and we wrapped them and called it a day. One week passed, and I went to find her the day before her family gathering. I dyed her hair, clipped her nails and made her feel good about her appearance. The next day was her family Christmas gathering and I was her “uber” to her family, and she was so excited. We arrived at her daughters house on Clemens Drive. I looked back at her, she was so beautiful. The front door opened, and two young girls screamed, “Grandma!” they ran out and clung to her. I carried the presents inside, and she thanked me.
As I drove off, I wondered how long she’d been away from them, and tears filled my eyes.
There are many more people in this campsite for the homeless, that I would like to give the opportunity to be with their families instead of feeling ashamed of their situation. I feel that this might rekindle their spirit and could possibly lead to them helping themselves back into society. They just need a boost to get back. I want to help. Please help me to accomplish this.
Cashapp: $legacylegacy8585
Paypal: paypal.me/crystaldear
My email: crystaldear85@gmail.com
Zelle:Crystal Field 903-900-2238
The Christmas story is recorded in Luke 2:4-19. Christmas is for Christians to get together to celebrate the birth of the baby Jesus. Next time you see a homeless person on the street, picture them with their family, hosting Christmas dinner, getting hugs from family as they walk through the door. Remember that these people, likely have a family. Then come to realize that these people probably won’t see their family for Christmas.
Last December, I was approached by a homeless woman, who asked me if I needed help carrying my groceries. I said no thanks, but I asked her if she could wait a few minutes so I could go to my house and get her a coat that I knew she would love. She waited and I returned with my favorite jacket, and handed it to her. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled. She gave me a hug, and told me thank you! I was so tickled by her reaction, that I couldnt stop there. I asked her about her immediate family and what they might want for Christmas, from her. She told me that during the holidays, she tries to keep to herself because she wasn’t able to buy gifts, and there would be no point to her showing up. She said, “At Christmas time, I just disappear until it’s over, I dont even call my family. That is pretty much how most of us homeless folks do it, every year.” She continued, “I get a feeling in my gut, like a knife, and feel sick when I imagine the day that my whole family gets together for Christmas, and I am not there”. I started to tear up. My heart was broken for these people that I previously knew nothing about. I picked her up the next day from her camp site and we went and bought gifts for her family, and we wrapped them and called it a day. One week passed, and I went to find her the day before her family gathering. I dyed her hair, clipped her nails and made her feel good about her appearance. The next day was her family Christmas gathering and I was her “uber” to her family, and she was so excited. We arrived at her daughters house on Clemens Drive. I looked back at her, she was so beautiful. The front door opened, and two young girls screamed, “Grandma!” I carried the presents inside, and she thanked me.
As I drove off, I wondered how long she’d been away from them, and tears filled my eyes.
There are many more people in this campsite for the homeless, that I would like to give the opportunity to be with their families instead of feeling ashamed of their situation. I feel that this might rekindle their spirit and could possibly lead to them helping themselves back into society. They just need a boost to get back. I want to help. Please help me to accomplish this.
Cashapp: $legacylegacy8585
Paypal: paypal.me/crystaldear
My email: crystaldear85@gmail.com
Zelle:Crystal Field 903-900-2238
Venmo:@Crystal-Field-93