I’ve been working at for almost 8 months now and I love it more now than the day I slipped my way in to interview with Apostle Iva Bowers for the position. Now, it’s 8 months later and I have so much more knowledge of the organization than I did all these months ago. I also have less time! The more I do, the more there IS to do…bet that sounds familiar, doesn’t it??! I live in my own little world, sometimes. It’s hard being me, and no one could do it better than I. Sounds weird, right? You’d be amazed at how much introspection goes on within me. See, the Bible talks about God knowing all about us…knowing our rising and our sitting; our getting up and our laying down. As much as possible, given the fact that I will have to stand before Him one day and wanting to be ready, I spend a lot of time maintaining my life. I don’t do everything right and even do a lot wrong but I’m here 100% for Overcomers International Ministry and I am blessed beyond belief to have been given the opportunity to serve my community – and my God – in this small way. In my mind, the only thing that could POSSIBLY make my life any better is a paycheck of SOME size…then I could “volunteer” to my heart’s content. I LOVE nonprofit organizations! I’ve been around them for decades and human interest is definitely closest to my heart. The homeless, the sick and disadvantaged – these are the people who rip my heart out…and make it beat. God knows the integrity of my spirit. He knows that, while I fall all the time, and have trouble saying “no” to anyone, that there’s NOTHING I won’t do to please my Daddy.
So, who am I? I’ve been managing this page for months and though activity has increased a bit in recent weeks (I’ve been praying for success in my social media pursuits), I don’t think I’ve ever covered who I am. My name is Heidi Joy Hameed. I am almost 41 years old. I have lived in 6 states, so many towns/cities it’s not even funny. I have been through foster care, adopted (not particularly happily but at least I was reared in the knowledge of Scripture and the Heidelberg Catechism I’m not writing the things I am as a sympathy ploy – at almost 41 years old, it’s way too late to spend time thinking my past with the view of feeling sorry for myself. Too many blessings are in my life, too little time remains between now and when the next customer comes through the door seeking help to survive in this wretched life, so often living with the feeling of abandonment. It’s hard to be homeless; it’s hard to be poor. These days, it seems to be the norm for people to kind of smooth life issues over in an attempt (recognized or not) to not have to deal with issues in society; issues in our own personal lives. Too little time remains till Yeshua comes to take <part of> the flock home.
Overcomers International Ministry is my home-away-from-home. I spend most of my time here. When I’m not here, I’m thinking about it. I want to be effective here; efficient with my time, successful with my attempts to get funds coming in to this nonprofit, whose sole goal is to help as many in the community as possible; to further the gospel. We walk by faith; we’re faithful with the least. It’s taken me all morning to write this particular blog because I’ve been talking to people, helping bring food into the building to be inventoried and sent out to other places, to partners we’ve created alliances with. I’ve asked God – my Father- to guide and direct my path. As always, we are accepting donations. To donate by Pay Pal or by CC, go to http://www.oimco.org and do so. If you wish to mail a check, make it payable to Overcomers International Ministry. May God bless you each and every day. We covet your prayers…as James says, “The strong, effectual prayer of the righteous man avails much”.
We are so thankful to God for partners. We thank him for Women’s Resource Center for donating the clothes that we’ve been able to bless people with! Without them, we would not be able to help as many as we want to!
I was about to go home to my family when I was impressed upon to write this blog. Poverty is a monumental struggle for anyone. People who live in America- and though poverty plagues people from all over the world, I live in America and my Bible tells me to “Clean the inside of my own cup” and that means (to me) to deal with my own backyard, so to speak, thus this blog.
Everyone is familiar with the concept of homeless. It’s likely that everyone who comes across this post will have an immediate mental image of what a homeless person looks like. Let me help you. This was similar to what I saw when I lived downtown Los Angeles about 2 years ago. When my husband and I were “sleeping on concrete” we had a very precise protocol we followed every day when it was time to lay down for the night, hoping and praying that the police wouldn’t stop by to kick us awake and force us to move because homelessness is against the law, don’t you know. To God’s credit, it only happened once the entire time we were living like that, if you can call it living- existing is probably more accurate in terms of definition.
As I’ve said in the title, homelessness is everyone’s problem. Why? First and foremost, it’s everyone’s problem and everyone SHOULD care about it. They should be our priority and concern because we’re all human and as the saying goes, “There but for the grace of God go I”. Homelessness can happen to anyone. The streets are filled with people who’ve never had a job- and those who were doctors, lawyers, VETS. Yes, VETS, as in those who went to war so that we “could be FREE”. Returning from that war, which they somehow escaped alive, only to come back to the place that sent them out and what thanks did they get? Doctors who refused to care for them; overly prescribed medications with extremely negative side-effects, people looking their noses down at them because they can’t afford to live anywhere so they sit in their filth and stink wherever they can.
Homelessness is clearly a recurrent theme in my life. Having grown up in “Middle Class” America, I (or anyone else that I knew) would never have guessed that at some point in time, I would be homeless. That my children would be homeless. That my next meal would be provided after standing in “the line”. And yet that’s exactly where I’ve been; first in Pennsylvania (York) when I left New Life for Children and Mothers in Glen Rock, PA and then again in Iowa – multiple times, actually. Since my met my husband in 2004, I’ve (we’ve) been homeless approximately half that time – in point of fact, we JUST moved into our first real apartment and we’ve been married 8 years in September and our son is 4 years old. Our passions are usually borne of life experience so that’s probably at least PART of the reason this is such a strong subject with me. It’s not right for human beings to be shoved around, forgotten and treated like animals while ANIMALS are housed, cared for, adopted out and have organizations pulling the heart strings to make us feel guilty about their welfare while they step over “Joe Schmo” to get to them.
Homelessness is a problem because it’s embarrassing, it’s unnecessary (as long as there are empty buildings with no one using them, there is room to house people)
and it’s terrible on the economy. People flood here from other places having heard about America being the place where “Dreams could come true” and they’re accepted, fed, housed, educated while people who were born right here are unable to have any of those things. Do I know how to take care of this problem? Yes and No. Yes, I could come up with a thousand scenarios that would at least HELP the issue but I answer mostly in the negative because people with power are selfish and wrapped up in themselves and would never go to the lengths that they could to take care of the problem because taking money out of a millionaire/billionaire’s hand is nearly impossible. The fact that they became that way largely due to the “underlings” under them – secretaries, whoever makes the products, etc., is apparently lost on them. And to take it a step further, even if they DO have humanitarian leanings, the propensity to take their money and their “caring hearts” to the masses usually lands them in third world countries ( who need the help – don’t get me wrong – but there are rich people everywhere, not just America). Even though it’s AMERICAN’s who made them rich- buying their products, for one) they STILL take their money to the other countries.
Ok, I will wrap this up; I could talk forever. I only ask that whoever is out there who wants to help the poor, start by “cleaning out their own backyard”; as the expression goes, “Grow where you are planted”. Take care of business at HOME and THEN progress outside.