Thursday, May 21, 2015

A Choice, Every Day

I've been working with the homeless nearly every day for twenty years. After a while, after so many stories, and tragedies and heartaches and disappointments, you get worn out. You let the few people who are taking advantage of things get you down. And emotionally you become scarred, because the more that you take into your heart, the more pain you are experiencing. And that pain affects you-- not as much as the person who had the experience, but all the different people gives you a little bit of their pain, which eases their pain and increases your burden. We can become overwhelmed and blame those who have pain. I know that for many I seem more callused than I used to be.

But a couple things keeps my compassion alive. First of all, remembering that the homeless only sometimes cause their own pain. I think, if this person were doing this (drinking a beer, having sex with their girlfriend, sleeping on their bed) in an apartment, would they be blamed or harassed? And how would I feel if I didn't know when someone would attack or command me to move, anytime day or night? What kind of stress would I be under? And I remember that the main problem of the homeless isn't their personal "issues" but the oppression they are under.

Compassion, I remember, is a choice. A choice I can make everyday. Some days I'm better at compassion than others. Some days I want to ignore my compassionate impulses and just get some rest. But I realize that compassion-- even compassion that overwhelms me-- makes me a better person. I want to be the compassionate person, and that requires discipline.

Presence When You Can't Understand

No one could comprehend Melisa.  Her sentences were complete non sequiturs,  without context, even though she looked straight at her questioner, and seemed to be a clear answer.  She always knew where she was.  She had a regular schedule.  The AA meeting every morning, to get some coffee.  The soup kitchen most afternoons, except on Saturday when she ate at the church. She would sleep with a male friend who wanted to keep her safe.  There was no hanky-panky, she wouldn’t allow that.  But despite her regularity, she was a mystery.

Rachel, a member of a local church, couldn’t understand Melisa any better than anyone else.  But she took a shine to the homeless woman, and invited her to church.  She wasn’t sure if Melisa wanted to go or not, but arranged to pick her up at the morning AA meeting anyway and brought her along.  Melisa didn’t seem to mind, nor did she seem to get anything out of it.  She sat in her chair, next to Rachel, looking around, everywhere but up front.

The next week, Rachel picked Melisa up at the Saturday church meal and took her to get some clothes.  Melisa at first didn’t seem to know what was going on, but when Rachel gave her options, Melisa chose what she wanted and tried them on.  It took a couple hours, but Melisa had a new outfit. 

Every week Rachel met Melisa at the AA meeting and took her to church.  Sometimes she took the homeless woman out to eat at a fast food place.  Occasionally Melisa would wander off, but she was always at the AA meeting, every Sunday morning, and Melisa never objected to Rachel picking her up.

One day, Rachel asked other homeless folk where Melisa camped.  She met the friend who she camped with and said that she’d like to movie Melisa into her home.  Michael, the homeless man, was surprised, but glad that someone took an interest in her friend.  He encouraged Melisa to stay with Rachel, and he and Melisa gathered up her things and put them in Rachel’s car.  Rachel then put Melisa’s things next to her living room couch in her apartment, and Melisa spent the night there.
The next day, Rachel drove Melisa to the social security office, where they spent hours helping Melisa apply for Disability.  Eventually, the agency sent Melisa to a psychiatrist for an evaluation and she was diagnosed with schizophrenia.  The psychiatrist also gave her a prescription, which neither she nor Rachel could pay to fill.   After a couple months, her insurance kicked in, and the medication was obtained.

And Melisa started to change.  It took time, but eventually she began to answer questions directly.  She understood what was happening around her.  She stopped looking up, and could focus on a person’s face, or the front of the church.  She was able to tell the story of her family, how her disability check was taken every month by her sister, who made her sleep in the backyard.   How she went to the AA meeting every morning, not because she was an alcoholic, but because she liked the coffee they served.


Melisa stayed on Rachel’s couch for years.  She became more able to make her own decisions and eventually moved out into her own place.  One day, Melisa decided that she was doing well enough that she didn’t need her medications anymore.  After a couple weeks, when she met George Washington at the door, she decided that she needed her medications after all.  

Lords of the Poor

I wonder how social workers and advocates could be considered defenders of the helpless when they have never been helpless themselves. It is like the wolf feeling empathy for the sheep. Even if a tamed wolf makes a good sheepdog, he will never understand how the sheep feel. The one who has understood helplessness, who has experienced the bitterness that feeling brings, they are the only ones who know what evil the helpless experience.

-A revised quote from Elizabeth Moon, Deed of Pakssinarion



Thursday, April 30, 2015

Transforming Grace

Trevor was a young man when he became homeless.  He had worked a few jobs, but it was hard to stay with any of them.  As long as he could remember, he was struggling with himself.  He would become furious with his mother.  There were good reasons, always, for him to be angry, but his response seemed over the top.  He would rage, throw things, break things, and people would back off, fear him.  That was somewhat satisfying, but he was as scared of himself as his family was.  His mother would tell him that he was a bad boy, his father would express his disappointment in him.
When he became homeless, his family fully expected it.  They figured he would be a criminal or a bum. It’s the kind of person he was.  So they offered him help, but at a distance.  They would invite him to family gatherings, and most of the time they wouldn’t show up to get him as they said they would.  They didn’t know how to handle him.

Even after Trevor had been camping for a long time, he liked to work.  He wanted the respect and pay of a job well done.  He would clean up bars after they were closed, for nothing.  To work eased his mind, gave him something to focus on apart from himself.  He needed that.  Because he couldn’t stand himself.  He felt he was a good person, but he couldn’t help but look back and see all the mistakes, all the people yelling at him, all the problems he had caused.

Darren was a pastor of a local church.  He allowed Trevor to sleep overnight behind the church on occasion.  Trevor asked to help clean up, to care for the facility, and Darren figured there was no harm in it.  Trevor did a fantastic job.  Every task he was given he did with gusto and did more cleaning that he was originally asked.  Darren invited Trevor to stay behind the church every night, because he was a good man, and helpful.

Eventually, there were problems.  Trevor had a habit of collecting too much stuff around him, making his area look like a trash heap.  Darren gave him a garbage can and asked him to keep his area clean, and Trevor did his best.  People visited Trevor in the middle of the night, and Trevor would allow people to stay there overnight.  Eventually, Darren wrote out a contract with Trevor, clearly stating the rules of their agreement.  Trevor had to keep his area clean, and couldn’t have guests in his space, and if he wanted to talk to someone, they’d have to speak quietly or go off of the property.  After Darren explained the reasons why, Trevor understood and dealt with the issues.

Then Trevor had a bad day.  They didn’t come often, but when he had them, he was on the edge of exploding.  On this day, Darren happened to come upon him and told him firmly that he had to clean up his garbage.  Trevor started throwing all of his possessions at Darren, screaming, “How about this?  How about this?”  

Darren stood there, and calmly said, “Trevor, you need to calm down.”  

“How about you just leave me alone? Leave!”  

Darren stood firmly and said, “No, I won’t leave.”  

“Leave!  I’m going to hurt you!  You know I will!” 

Darren responded, “If you hurt me, I will still love you.  I will still do what I can for you.”  Another homeless person saw this and went to Trevor and calmed him down.

Trevor knew that he would be asked to leave now.  He wasn’t worthy.  He had screwed up another part of his life.  Another rejection because he was too weak.  Darren saw him the next morning and said, “Great, Trevor.  You got that area cleaned up.  Thanks for doing that. Did you need to come in and use the bathroom?”  Trevor realized that Darren wasn’t going to reject him, no matter what.  He is amazed at the grace he has been shown.  He didn’t know such people existed.

But word got around the church at Trevor’s explosion at Darren.  Many of the church members decided that Trevor was a danger.  What if he blew up at one of the church members?  What if he hurt someone, or put someone in the hospital?  The issue was brought up at a church board meeting, where they asked Darren, “How long will you have this man at the church?  He’s dangerous, and we don’t feel safe.”  

Darren responded, “I understand that having Trevor staying here is a risk.  You have to admit, as well, that he is an asset.  When have you seen the bathrooms or the kitchen so clean?  Every true act of grace is a risk.  To accept the difficult or the dangerous is hard and sometimes scary.  But this is what Jesus did for us.  He took us in, when we didn’t deserve it, when we were so much a risk to him that he died for us.  Grace isn’t something that we just receive.  It is something we pass on.”

When it was clear that Darren wouldn’t change his mind, the board was divided.  After much discussion, it was decide that they needed to make a vote as to whether Darren should still be pastor.  They took a formal vote, and the pastor was allowed to remain, by a narrow margin.  Some church members decided that they couldn’t be in a church that had a person like Trevor hanging around, so they left the church. Darren, meanwhile, carefully kept this all from Trevor, so he didn’t feel that is was another mark of rejection against him.


Trevor stayed at the church for years.  He had other explosions, but never with a member of the church.  He softened over the years and was accepted by everyone in the church as a full member.  Eventually, Trevor got a paying job and an apartment, which he kept a terrible mess all the time, but he always visited his friend Darren.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Direct Encounter

"Yes, we have a responsibility to ask the questions of why people are poor, to lobby for better treatment of the poor, to support agencies that who have expertise with the poor, but we also should also be inspired to give directly to the poor. Not because it is the most effective, but because the direct encounter with those who are suffering, and the courage to give without controlling how it is received is important for our own spiritual well being."
 


Monday, April 27, 2015

Some Basic Homeless Statistics

On a given winter night in 2013, the point in time survey found that there are 610,000 homeless people in the United States, sleeping on the street, vehicles or temporary shelters.

Throughout any given year, there are approximately 3.5 million people who become homeless in the United States, which is about one percent of the total population.

About 2/3 of the homeless population are male, 1/3 female.

22 percent of the homeless are under 18.
About 25 percent of the homeless are families of three or more.
64 percent of the homeless are single individuals.

Homeless populations tend to rise in the summer.

41 percent of the homeless are black.
37 percent of the homeless are white.
10 percent of the homeless are Hispanic.

There are different kinds of homelessness:
Couch surfing (staying with friends or family)
In a shelter, temporarily (6 months or less)
Living in an RV or vehicle
Sleeping on the street/camping

Although there are different stresses in each of the kinds of homelessness, what they all have in common is the uncertainty of how long one might be able to stay in any given place.  At any moment, in each of these situations, a person may be told to move out, with little or no notice.

Approximately 70 percent of all homeless people get off the street in two months or less.
Only about ten percent of all homeless folks are "chronically" homeless, for a year or more.

The length one is homeless is a serious issue.  The stress of homelessness is akin to being in a home with an abusive person.  One isn't abused all the time, but the stress of the potential of abuse is always there.  Even so, a homeless person may not be forced to move all the time, or to be attacked, or to be yelled at, but the stress of it is there always.  Thus, just as there is a difference between someone who has lived in a home with an abused person for a month, as opposed to two years, so the same with the homeless.  The longer one lives with the stresses of homelessness, the more likely someone is to have severe mental health issues, cognitive issues, addictions, chronic health problems and other issues related to stress.

Most important medical issues of the homeless:

PTSD-- It is determined that up to 95 percent of all the homeless have experienced trauma.
Untreated dental issues
Untreated cuts or injuries
Chronic diseases
Respiratory illness
Hypothermia
Dehydration

A person is three times as likely to die on the street than in housing.

Statistics from: National Coilition for the Homeless; National Alliance to End Homelessness; the 2010 Annual Report on Homelessness to Congress; The 2013 Point in Time Homeless Count; The Homeless Hub; National Student Campaign against Homelessness and Hunger.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

A Basic Education on the Homeless

No matter how much we think we know about the homeless, there's always more to learn.  Here are some basic articles and videos about helping and humanizing the homeless.

Health issues for the homeless
"Trauma, in one Australian survey, affected 100 percent of homeless women and 90 percent of homeless men. "

Top ten health issues for the homeless
"Homelessness has also been associated with seizures. In one 2006 study, 49.3% of people in the sample group were diagnosed with epilepsy and 40.7% with alcohol-related seizures."

Why the homeless are so much trouble to our society
"Our irrational disgust is the source for the many reasons we avoid the homeless"

What prejudice against the homeless looks like
"I wonder if homeless people go to heaven."

What causes homelessness
No matter what the specific causes are, every person is homeless because they don't have a sufficient support network

Susan Fiske on Dehumanization
"People see the homeless as a garbage heap."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f--dDx0q6so

How are the homeless dehumanized
“The homeless are under constant danger of attack.”

What rehumanizing the homeless looks like
"Homeless man gets a home"

Rehumanizing the homeless
“Assisting the homeless isn’t as easy as giving someone a sack lunch.”

Helping the homeless locally
"Why has God forsaken us?"

How we can really help the homeless
“The real solution is to provide opportunities for the homeless to help themselves.”

Homeless bill of rights
“Better laws and passage of good bills don't just happen.”