Jesus Saw Them
Posted October 10th, 2010
We drive regularly up and down Great Mills Road, as you all do, too. For years, we drove and didn’t see a thing but the cars in front of and behind us, and the traffic lights, and occasional traffic back-ups.
That is, until we started the WARM program, an intentional outreach coalition of congregations in this community who want nothing more, nothing less than to provide a warm, safe night for persons who are homeless, and offer them food and a bed. After one week of hosting our guests at St. George’s, driving down Great Mills was a very different experience. I saw them, for the first time. They were always there, the poor and the working poor, the mothers and fathers and children, the recent high school graduates who were kicked out of their homes. I saw them walking those sidewalks. Quite honestly, they had presumably walked those sidewalks many times before and I’m sure I passed them by many times before but I had blinders on. No one has to see what one doesn’t want to.
But I saw, and once your eyes are opened you cannot close them.


