As I come to know the men and women of Kensington, specifically the homeless and addicted, their stories become increasingly sensitive and personal. Their collective story is what I am trying to share with you as my way of breaking the stereotypical beliefs that exist in regard to these fine people. Names are rarely their actual names and wherever I can do so, I might use the opposite pronoun (his/her, etc.) just to help increase their privacy.
Thursday, August 16, 2018
A Song for and A Visit with Emily
The good people who I visit are asking me for song sheets that I started distributing a few weeks ago.
Maybe three weeks ago, I distributed forty copies of one song's lyrics to those who I sensed would welcome it. One of those copies was welcomed by Emily, a poet who has lived in these bridge communities longer than I have visited. Emily has experienced tremendous losses in recent years. These sadnesses and other ingredients that make up her life's path thus far led her to addiction, residing under a bridge and other activities that fill the days of women on the streets.
When Emily read the following lyrics, she looked up the song on YouTube. Later this afternoon, I will be sitting with Emily in a prison visiting room as she is awaiting her court date next week.
Here is the song sheet and link to the song that touched Emily's heart:
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 This was the first time of which I am aware that with her own initiative she reached out to take a look at something related to our great Christian Faith.
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