A homeless man who is mentally ill and needs some warm clothes.
A welfare mom who was born to a welfare mom and doesn’t know any better.
A woman whose husband has left her, alone and afraid with small children and without income.
A person who knows how to work the system.
A drug addict who is looking for something to steal to sell for money for more drugs.
A pregnant woman who has no home.
A family who, due to the economy, has lost their home.
A person with excess who hasn’t learned to give.
A religious person who stands in judgment of it all.
A person who looks away because they are afraid.
A person who believes others owe them something.
A teen who feels entitled because all of her life she’s been told she is princess.
A cheater who thinks others don’t know.
A person who can never get enough because of their poverty mindset.
A smooth operator.
A person who points fingers at everyone but themselves.
I meet these people every day in my ministry. They all have one thing in common. They are broken. For whatever reason, for whatever circumstance, they are broken. Powerful in their original design by the Father but life has taken its toll.
Everyone to an extent is chipped and fragmented. Some hide it better than others, others insist that everything is fine. I can’t ignore it. I can’t fix it. I can only lead them to the One that has a remedy. Nights like tonight it seems overwhelming.
Pastor Susan 