Journal of An Alien Street Pries

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     Journal  of an Alien Street Priest

There is a lot going on in the world . . .  The  Roman Church has a new pope; the world is faced with many wars; there is a  growing gap between the wealthy and the ones who have nothing; millions of poor  migrate, seeking a home where they can live securely, away from poverty and  war. 

All any of us really need is to survive as human  beings.

Each day I serve young men and women who have next to  nothing.  I remember one night last week, when a young man said to me he  had not eaten in three days.  My heart broke.  I hear this all the  time, and it seems endless - one meal, one pair of socks after another. 

We tend to talk of groups of people- i.e. giving to “the  homeless," rather than to look in the face of an individual, call him or her by  name.  When we talk about  individuals, we have feelings, we have sorrow, and pain.  With an individual, we engage ourselves  in their lives, and want to provide for them to the best of our ability.  I  see each person as an individual, I work with that person, and that is what I  try to get others to do as well. It is hard to work this way.  It is difficult to see the pain, the  sadness, the stubbornness of the person I’m working with.  It is wearing to see the damage a person  does to his or her own life, to see the futility.

But then, I am reminded that in Jesus there is always  hope.  We are his hands, his feet, he serves through us and  he holds our hope.  We are called  simply to take one step at a time. I am reminded by the Gospel each day that we  are called to give totally of ourselves, as Jesus did.  We want rewards,  but Jesus calls us to renounce the desire for rewards. Becoming like Christ is  the only reward worth desiring in following Christ. And when one becomes like  Christ everything else loses its appeal.

John Wesley said, "All the world is my parish," and as I  have done this ministry for nearly nineteen years, I have learned how true this  is. There are times I feel envy of pastors with their nice churches, their nice  incomes.   But then I  laugh, because the whole world is my parish.  And the more I give up the  more all the rest loses its appeal. My invitation to you is to join me in giving  up.  Give it all up, and lose  yourself in service to Christ, for that is where we find our real  satisfaction. 

I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for  journeying with me, for making this ministry possible.  For me personally, it is a real joy to  do this work.  Painful, yes, but  always a real joy, and I owe that to each one of you, so thank  you

I also invite you to join me at Pride on June 29-30, as  we celebrate Queer rights, and celebrate all of our rights. We work the  accessibility booth and we need help, so come join  us.

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