On the street I saw a small girl cold and shivering in a thin dress, with little hope of a decent meal. I became angry and said to God; “Why did you permit this? Why don’t you do something about it?” For a while God said nothing. That night he replied, quite suddenly:
“I certainly did something about it. I made you.” – Invisible People
Another day, another discovery. What I found is a blog about “invisible people.” Do you know them? Have you seen one? You may say, “How can I see them if they are in fact “invisible”?” What a silly question! “No, sir. No, Madam.” The truth is, you have seen one. They are practically everywhere. They are people with stories to tell. They are people who are as precious as we are. They are people who exist. I’m not referring to a Hollow Man, a 2000 film that features Kevin Bacon in the title role as Sebastian Caine, a scientist who discovers a formula for invisibility. I’m referring to people who have names. Personally, I don’t know their names but this poem will help up to know them.
He Learned Their Names
Now I lay me down to sleep.
My bed will be the cold hard street.
I am not here because of choice.
I’ve lost my face. I’ve lost my voice.
I bow my head, chained down by shame.
Then along came one who learned my name.
He took my hand and helped me up.
He filled my soul when he filled my cup.
He asked me what I’d like to say
To those who’d never looked my way.
He didn’t ask who was to blame,
He just listened, yet I’m not the same.
I’m not invisible any longer.
My struggles, my story, have made me stronger.
I’m a father, a mother, a child, a wife
A husband, a daughter, a son… a life.
A once smoldering ash is now a flame.
All because he learned my name.
You can learn it too at http://invisiblepeople.tv/
As we celebrate Christmas and New Year’s festivities, may we be mindful and compassionate to those who find themselves without a home this Christmas season, and beyond. Contact your local churches for various gift giving ministries serving the homeless or street people. Give to charities looking after the street people. No gift is too small nor to little. Together we can touch and change people lives. Let our lives be a blessing to the invisible people.
“Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.””Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me -Jesus”(Matthew 25:31-46)