Homeless?

It's sad when you think of the thought of losing your home? For most people, it signifies the material equivalent of the American dream. For me, I was always content to just live in a warm place, with electricity, a place to keep my food safe and a bed to lay my head in. It could be an apartment, a room in someones house or even a converted garage. Heck, even a great tent could work in a pinch.

Yet, I am grieved in my spirit when I watch so many that have put their blood, sweat and tears into their homes, lose them in a split second to a mortgage company or bank who got bail out money from the government, so those same said institutions could stay in business.

I guess that is so they could pay off all their existing bills at the good old mortgage company or bank, call themselves now debt free and continue to rip the houses out from under people that are involved in the exact same situation as the banks and mortgage companies found themselves in.

The government hasn't come to the aid of the people, even though, we pay them to work for us. It's the working people, that keep this country going, so don't we deserve the same break if not one step better?

In spite of that, more and more people are finding themselves now homeless and living on the streets. Long gone is a bed to sleep in, it's now converted to a piece of cardboard, and if they are lucky, a newspaper to cover themselves with just to keep warm. Some are fortunate to have a small blanket. There aren't enough homeless shelters, churches or food banks to help support those hurting people.

Even their own family members have turned their back on them, because in today's society we are selfish and want our own space. A place of peace and quiet to have when the world gets crazy. We don't want to share that with anyone else. If we even try to have someone stay, they get on our nerves after a few weeks and out they go with some lame excuse of why they can't stay there anymore.

What is going on with this world anyway?

I struggle when I think that we should be more caring and generous and help those less fortunate than ourselves. Tell me if every family adopted one homeless family and helped out with any extra we had, wouldn't that just about solve the homeless crisis in America?

But many don't want to stoop that far, it's too extreme. It's not their fault those people have found themselves in that situation. So they look the other way. Hoping that homeless man holding the sign doesn't look at them, so they don't have to feel bad.

Then we have the other more worsening situation of homeless people. These could be the same ones talked about above. These are the souls of people without a home. An eternal home. A home without hope, faith and even worse, one without God's eternal love.

These are lost souls that for the most part don't even realize that they are lost. They may not even realize it until it's too late, when they will spend an eternity living in true Hell. They won't be partying it up with their friends and former acquaintances living life on easy street.

My soul grieves for those souls. My heart goes out to every last one of them and I can only hope to reach some of them while there is still time. If you know someone, who hasn't found Jesus Christ as their personal savior, please tell them. Tell them that they can have the best life ever, eternally, and once this one passes away, tell them it won't end for them, like it does for people without Jesus.

You may be that persons last opportunity to receive Jesus into their heart before they leave this earthly home. Don't wait for someone else to do it. Don't look away. Help them to have an eternal home and not be homeless any longer despite what their current situation is like here.