“For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in…”Matthew 25:35
There is no question that in order to follow my faith and generally be a decent human being, I should not turn away from people who are struggling. I’ve found that this is much easier to do, however, when I am somewhat removed from the poor.
My choice of neighborhoods often puts me into direct contact with people who are needy. This is the case with the neighborhood where we live now. It’s close to downtown, so you pretty much see everyone who is on foot or bike who is in the area.
Sometimes people come up and knock directly on the door. This can be disconcerting. Often, it is someone wanting to do yard work to earn some money. This was the case a couple of months ago. This 6’4″ barrel-chested black guy with a lazy eye wanted some work. I gave him some money to chop up some wood in the back, and later to rake the yard.
He kept coming back after I lost my writing gig, which was awkward, because I don’t have any work for him. I gave him some dinner one night, though, because when people tell me they are hungry, I feed them, rather than hand out money for whatever. He has definitely marked me as a sucker.
Yesterday, he came by and borrowed our rake. I didn’t have the heart not to lend it to him, because, you know, this guy has been seen sleeping in the park across from our house! This morning, no rake. Bleh.
I’ll be honest — I don’t like dealing with these situations. It’s always a struggle for me to set the boundaries I need while still doing what I feel is right. I wonder what other people would do when desperate people come knocking on their door?
Speaking of door, and to totally and completely change the subject, I am working on removing the weather stripping from around ours.
It is so old that the tacks (nails?) used to hold it in are no longer produced. I suspect that Greg probably thinks that I chose this project this morning because he has a hangover, so after banging on a few of the tacks with a screwdriver to loosen them, I decided to wait until later.
I was inspired by this photo that I found on Pinterest:
This is almost the spitting image of my house if I did the work I am supposed to do. On another note, I’m loving that site because it is sooo escapist! It’s a great way to get out of my head, and as far as I’m concerned, has rendered fashion and decor magazines obsolete. Seriously, just search a term like “red” or “front yard landscaping.”
My mom is doing well. She did mention that she felt really, really angry for no apparent reason. I researched all of the new meds she’s on and found out that one of them can have that side effect. There was even a case where a guy shot a random person in public when he got on it — something we’ve all probably had the impulse to do — who needs a shove in that direction, you know? So she’ll be switching to a different med. I love the Internet.












