Roll Away the Stone

Father Tom rallies the chapel crowd

Easter weekend and the boys had their choice of a dozen dinners.  It’s prime rib at The Mission today but I’ll pass … never could scarf down a full feast at 11:00 am, sober or not.

I haven’t posted much lately, though not for lack of topics.  Some of my own recovery activities have taken precedence, as has this soul-stirring spring weather.

To tide me over, Id like to reprint part of a post by “The Homeless Guy“, Kevin Barbieux , whose blog is always thought-provoking at the very least …

You cannot put bread of either side of a cow and call it a BigMac. There’s a lot of processes the cow must go through before it is ready to fulfill its destiny as my lunch. In the same way, the journey out of homelessness is long and involves many many steps. That is one of the more common misconceptions about homelessness, expectations of recovery are overly optimistic most of the time. And this naivete can have some negative effects. If someone starts a relationship with a homeless person with promises of help, but after some period of time becomes frustrated with what he considers to be a lack of progress, and thus abandons his “project,” the homeless person suffers for it, feeling rejected and unworthy, and certainly reticent about going down that path a second time. There will come a time when your contribution to his life will result in his accepting shelter, but it may require a lot of work on your part before he’s ready for that step.

Nobody gets out of homelessness without the help of a friend, or family member, or case manager. I’ve never seen anyone successfully go it alone. Of course we have our American mythos of independence. And I’ve heard some formerly homeless people claim that they took that journey alone, but it only takes a few questions to find out that there were people all along his path that supported his efforts in one way or another …

Read the rest …

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About Drakakis

Street Poet scribbling to your tired, your poor, your huddled masses; the wretched refuse of your teeming shore, the homeless, tempest-tost ...
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