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Last Saturday night our studio hosted a party and on faith hired a dj, DJ Tyson. The end of the night he asked for the food that was about to be thrown out. He was insistent about us not throwing it away. He was a little pushy but he explained that he takes it and feeds homeless people when he leaves a party. After finding out his intention I felt small and silly with my assumptions. I spoke with him a few days later and learned his plan is to serve dinner every Sunday. He calls it Team Homeless and is collecting food for the meals. My heart said help and before I knew it I had offered our studio for the food drop off and meal prep site.
Tonight is the first night and ladies came and filled over 40 dinners. He asked would I help pass them out and so now I find my Sunday night driving around downtown searching for people to feed. As we found the 1st bunch and stopped the car I came face to face with the true face of the homeless. It is humbling. There but for the grace of God go I.
They have created homes out of cardboard and the things we discard carelessly. The mere fact that we are giving them a meal let’s them know that somebody cares. There thank you is genuine. As he stops the car jumping out and passing plates wherever he senses hunger I see the looks of the people with their noses turned up working to not see what is right in front of them. Is that the face I give normally? Do I turn my eyes in the hopes that they will disappear?
So tonight I see the underbelly of Chicago and my eyes are truly open. I feel the power of my mother. Who lived to help others. I understand the need in her to help. I am closer to her right now than any day I spent in her physical presence. This is only the beginning Momma I understand your life now.