This morning, he called.
His family had no food for Thanksgiving and could Mercy Street, or us, please help them out?
Mercy Street had 270 mentors deliver Thanksgiving baskets to their kids this year. Additional baskets were put aside for the staff to deliver to families who may have been missed or that they personally knew would be in need of a meal.
Even with that effort, there are still countless families in our community that won't have food this Thanksgiving. This one in particular has probably received the most help from the ministry over the course of several years. The mother, grandmother, and stepfather have been continually in Trey's office asking for rent assistance, jobs, groceries, and legal help. Their children have had great mentors who have walked alongside them through the chaos that has defined their lives. Because of this help, and their apparent willingness to continue to lean Mercy Street for bailouts, Trey is frustrated and feels like he's simply becoming part of their revolving door.
What stops us in our tracks down the path of judgment, and breaks our hearts, is the fact that, not the crack addicted mother, nor the grandmother, nor the stepfather but, a 15 year old boy picked up the phone to call Trey and ask for food.
We've used the same Thanksgiving recipes for years and we joke that it would almost be heresy to deviate from them.
These kids probably don't have any traditional recipes like we do, because, for years, they've simply eaten whatever came in the Thanksgiving basket that was donated for them.
Poverty is like a solvent that is stripping away the dignity of these children year after year.
Please pray for this family, for this child, his brothers and sisters, and all those in our community; that they may know the hope of the Living God even this very hour.
I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and justice for the poor.