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From: emily
Date: Thu Dec 20 20:56:22 EST 2007 Subject: Will I ever know what to do?

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rodhugen: thanks (12/21/07)
kimc: goodbye easy (12/21/07)
emergentpadre: Rather safe than sorry (12/26/07)
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rodhugen: thanks (12/21/07)
I'm stepping in to my van and a guy walks up and asks me for money. He asks for a dollar to help him get a hot meal. As he makes his request I'm trying to decide how to say "no". So many things happen in that short moment before I say something.

My heart aches for it to be as easy as handing money to whoever asks. A quick bitterness at "the way life is" passes though my soul.

Maybe I'll just give him the dollar.....

I steel myself as I remember the process of realizing that those who ask the most are not always the poorest. I remember learning that its not "kind-hearted and generous" to let myself be lead by those who ask the most. I mourn the idealism that went away so I could hold on to what was real. The real doesn't seem as beautiful. Its easy to give to askers. They say thank you and I know I have done a good deed.

Maybe I'll just give him the dollar....

I remember the talks with God (when I first moved to the States) about where the poor are in America. Sigh. No Hallmark answers. Just a glimpse of a reality where the difference between rich and poor is more relevant in the area of relationships and mental health than in money. How do you give to that poverty?

Maybe I'll just give him the dollar....

Now its time to say something and several gentle lies come to mind as ways to say "no". I know that Jeff & I have made a disciplined choice to say "no" to all high pressure sales. But its not always easy. Its one thing to be honest with phone solicitors but its another thing to be authentic when the sales pitch is "I need a hot meal". I hate the lies and this area is one of the few that tempts me. I hesitate.....

Maybe I'll just give him the dollar....

"Sorry..I..I..don't do the 'giving to strangers in a parking lot' thing." (I almost said that I don't carry cash - which would be only half true and not true today!) But I ended up with a clunky sounding, uninspiring, blurting out of the truth.

Maybe I should have just given him the dollar...

He said "Yeah, I know its..." then trailed off and looked away while stuffing his hands in his pockets. It was sad and awkward to be there in reality with each other in the Target parking lot. But he recovered quickly as if slipping a mask back on and in a hearty salesman voice said "I understand, thank you for your time ma'am" as if to take responsibility for ending the conversation that he had started with me and give it an air of legitimacy as well. We both needed to feel legitimate.

Maybe I should have just given him the dollar...

He walked away quickly to accost another woman getting in to her nice new car. I got in my old van an felt relief that I had not lied but worry that I should have just given him the dollar so I wouldn't have to think about whether he really needed a hot meal or not. Giving to whoever asks is such an easy way to stop thinking about those in need...

Maybe I should have just given him the dollar...

Kelly commented that he'll be really happy when he asks a rich person because then he'll get a lot of money. She seemed to think it was like playing a slot machine. Is that what its like? What do you give away, in this case, in hopes of hitting a jackpot? I could have been his jackpot by giving him one of the large bills in my purse.

Maybe I should have just given him the dollar....

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From: rodhugen
Date: Fri Dec 21 10:44:35 EST 2007 Subject: thanks

Thanks for sharing this particular struggle. I often get frustrated as to what to do, also. A lot of my decision making has to do with convenience. If I have the time, I take them up on their request. If they want a hot meal, I take them to the closest place that serves hot meals and buy the meal. If they want gas for the car, I tell them to follow me to the gas station and I fill up their tank. But, of course, that takes time and it greatly inconveniences me, so most times I just say 'no' or 'sorry, I can't help you'.

If the person is obviously looking for booze or drug money and I have the time, I promise them that I can get them real help--a place to stay, a warm bed, abundant food, counseling, spiritual help, etc.--and, if they take me up on my offer, I take them to the Teen Challenge Men's Center (they also have a facility for women). I have only had one person take me up on my offer, but when they realized what would be required of them, they walked out.

When we lived in Phoenix, my neighbor across the street was married to a drug addict who finally hit bottom and came to her for help. She was afraid of him and knew that she would let him back in to her home so she asked me to help her say no. I met with them both and told him that he should find a place that would give him an opportunity to clean up his life and only then would he be allowed to return to her home. He insisted that he would find his own treatment place and, surprisingly, the next day he was knocking at my door, asking for a ride to the half-way house where he had secured a bed. I was cooking dinner at the time and told him I'd take him later. He started to weep and told me they would only hold the bed until 6:00pm and that he could never make it there on time taking the bus. I turned off my stove and we drove across town. I remember that we stopped at an intersection and a panhandler approached. My neighbor's husband asked if I had a couple bucks and insisted that I give it to the guy with his hand out. I complained that I didn't like to do that and my neighbor got quite angry. I gave the panhandler a couple dollars and my neighbor thanked me. He then told me the stories of the awful things he had done, and that had been done to him, as he tried to survive on the streets. He told me, "At least that guy won't have to sell himself in order to eat tonight."

Over time I think I have developed a sixth sense about people. Sometimes I know that God intends for me to help the person. Truly help them. Not just give them a dollar, but give them an opportunity to choose life. Sometimes, like Jesus, I realize that we will always have the poor with us, and that there are not enough dollars in my wallet to help all who ask. Sensing the leading of the Holy Spirit is hard for me. He often asks me to help when I am most inconvenienced. I remember having tickets to a football game and getting waylaid by someone who needed help. I remember sitting in McDonalds looking at my watch while the lady and her kids wolfed down hamburgers. I was late to the game, but I think I did the right thing.

Anyway, thanks for making me think.

Rod

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From: kimc
Date: Fri Dec 21 14:16:55 EST 2007 Subject: goodbye easy

Thanks Emily and Rod. Yes, this always comes up at this time of year. I appreciate how you both didn't try to make it easy. It's hard to sit with the uncomfortable realities of this world.

I really resonated with listening to what God is asking me to do and be in every human interaction. It's hard I think because it requires me to make that relationship the biggest priority in my life and to keep talking to Him and to LISTEN to His Spirit. That means I have to slow down and not get caught up in the URGENT. That is hard for me, but it's getting better. It feels like I am tuning into an old transistor radio that loses it's channel easily...Anyways I really do like participating with God when I am able to.

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From: emergentpadre
Date: Wed Dec 26 05:55:06 EST 2007 Subject: Rather safe than sorry

Lindi here, using Larry's username cuz I never did get one.

I'd rather be safe than sorry. What I mean is, I'd rather err on the side of grace. Perhaps that comes from having been on church benevolence committees with people who think everything about a person's life should be "in order" according to the giver's opinions before you offer them any assistance.

To be honest, I see more about giving than holding people responsible in the Bible -- esp. as far as unbelievers go. Although there are principles about holding people (mainly Christians) responsible, Jesus didn't add any caviats that I recall when He said to give.

It's not that I don't understand people's concerns. For example, when you are on a benevolence committee, you soon learn there are people who "make the rounds", calling every church in the phone book just because they are on the make. But you get to know who those people are quickly if they stick around. And again, I'd rather err on the grace side until i found out for certain.

When we lived in Honduras, of course there were beggars (often very young children) on every busy street corner and sometimes, at your door. To be honest, the attitude of many missionaries used to burn me up-- and I don't burn all that easily. But these kids were happy if you gave them a half of a "limpira" - at the time, a half of a limpira was about 8.5 cents. Even in Honduras, that didn't buy much and some missionaries who belonged to major denominations were living better there than they ever could have done at home. It's not like they couldn't afford it.

But there were rumors that many of these children didn't profit from the fruits of their begging. Instead, their fathers (and/or mothers) took it to buy alcohol. So people didn't want to give. Whether this was urban legend spurred by prejudice or not -- or if the stories were true, how widespread such situations were, I don't know. I only knew there were skinny little pot-bellied kids on the street and that it was a fact that you could be working and hungry in Honduras.

I also know there are cold and hungry people here in Tucson. Our culture tends to think it is someone's own fault if they are homeless and I'm sure it often is, at least to some extent, especially with those who choose to be homeless.

On the other hand, what kind of person chooses to be homeless? A person with a LOT of problems. It is not an easy, carefree life. It's harder to live on the streets and be dependent upon people who hold you in contempt than to hold a regular job. I could judge him or her but what do I really know about what brought them to that place? I can't expect unbelievers to act like Christians if they don't have Christ to help them. Is the guy on on the corner a veteran, suffering from post-traumatic stress? Does the bag lady have mental problems that make it difficult to her to hold a job? Has the guy on "skid row" tried to get off from drugs or alcohol but struggled to do so?

Well, I don't struggle with those things but I sure struggle with other things and Jesus has never banged me over the head or withheld food from me because of them. He just keeps giving me grace.

Besides, I really could be in their place without Christ. I used drugs at one time, although I was never an addict. What's more, during the '60's, I was a teenage run-away who couldn't get a regular job for fear of ending up in Juvenile Hall. Believe me, like I said, street life is NOT the easy life and I don't think any sane person "chooses" it -- they live that way because feel they have no alternative. Maybe there IS an alternative, but they don't usually think there is. I know this from experience. I've slept in the park. I "panhandled" (begged on the street) back in those days. It sure beat my only alternatives -- which were stealing, drug dealing or prostitution. Of course, you can say I shouldn't have been a run-away, but then again, you don't know the circumstances that brought me to be one. Maybe you'd have run away, too.

In fact, to be honest, there was a time in the more recent past when wondered if Larry and I would end up homeless. Although we'd had an upper middle class income for years, tithed, given, practiced hospitality and done all the things "responsible Christians" are supposed to do, due to the dot.com crash, Sep. 11, my medical expenses and some weird things that happened (none of which, even looking back, I think we had any power over), it could have happened. Of course, we had family who would have "taken us in" until we got on our feet again. Not everyone does. But I found that it was amazing how quickly circumstances can change and leave you optionless. And once you start going down financially and otherwise, it can be a real downward spiral.

But back to Honduras, this is how I solved the problem -

Not because I really minded giving out limpiras but because I got sick of other people hassling me about it...

I started carrying around little plastic sandwich bags of beans and rice (giving each person probably 2 servings of each). I figured if they were really hungry, they'd appreciate it --and I never had one that didn't. Often, their eyes opened in delight! I gave the same to adult beggars, but with the kids, I sometimes added a small piece of candy.

I don't know what an American equivelent would be - an energy bar? a can of Spaghettios? An MRE, during the winter? Not Ramen noodles -- homeless Americans don't always have the ability to cook something. Perhaps you could come up with something better. I haven't given it a lot of thought ... I tend to give just a little money if I have it. Unlike Rod, I don't ask to be led -- I assume I should give unless God puts what my charismatic friends call "a check in the Spirit."

As to whether they use it for alcohol or drugs instead of food -- I really doubt if my withholding a buck or two is going to save someone from alcoholism or drug addiction- but it might make them less hungry or cold. I'll take the chance.

BTW, I don't mean to imply that most missionaries or everyday American Christians aren't compassionate -- I understand that prudence and good stewardship -- even love -- can cause you to ask whether giving to some people really is an act of compassion or not. I don't think anyone who posted here was being judgmental...just the opposite, in fact. Yet, I do think it is sometimes easy to be affected by 1)the American attitude that anyone can pull themselves up by their bootstraps if they really want to, 2)the idea that unbelievers should act like believers and 3)the "religious" idea that in spite of what scriptures clearly say, Jesus came (and therefore, the Church is here) to help "deserving" people who will always use what we give them in the right way. Thank God, Jesus helped me when I wasn't deserving -- and to be quite honest, showed me grace even when I didn't know Him and made some extremely poor choices.

I can't resist adding just one last thought, though -- I wonder ... did Jesus perhaps show us the "godly" precendent during His Sermon on the Mount? Didn't He say that the Father causes His rain to fall upon the just AND THE UNJUST? Does the Church really want to do differently when it comes to meeting the basic needs of our fellow human beings, fallen, but still made in God's image, with whom we come into contact?

Signed,

Lindi, that crazy ex-street person and ex-panhandler who now throws money at drunks (-:

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