Posts Tagged ‘Homelessness’

One Step At A Time

Thursday, March 17th, 2011

Today’s guest post comes from Ashley Cannady, an AmeriCorps National Direct Member serving with HandsOn Network.

What’s the first word that comes to mind when you think of the homeless in your community? For me that word was ‘helpless’. Helpless was a word that reflected the mentality towards my capabilities to rupture any kind of negative cycles in their lives.

I recently got the opportunity to organize a volunteer project where my fellow staff members and I volunteered for an organization that helps the homeless become self-sufficient.

We used the mock interview toolkit from the gethandson.com site to conduct practice interviews as well as provide resume advice. It was amazing how simple the toolkit made what would appear to be a more complex task at first glance. It made me feel more equipped to do the mission at hand.

I got to talk to a lot of interesting people with amazing stories. I was so impressed by them, it was an encouraging experience!

Often times we see issues around us that we would like to address but they look so huge before us that we don’t move or respond at all. It’s refreshing to see how the Get Hands On Campaign makes it easy to take the first steps to tackling the big issues in our communities.

No longer do I feel ‘helpless’ in the issue of poverty in my community. I have a real place in this issue and the best thing about it is that you can too!

Bill Bolling On Staying Faithful to the Cause

Friday, June 18th, 2010

Thirty five years ago, Bill Bolling was the Director of Community Ministries at St. Lukes Episcopal Church in Atlanta.

At the time, Atlanta suffered from “white flight” as the affluent abandoned the city’s center.

Responding to the need he saw around him, Bill Bolling started a community kitchen in the basement of the church where he worked in order to feed the city’s homeless men and women.

As a Vietnam veteran, he was particularly moved to serve homeless vets.

The needs Bill faced were so great that he asked other churches to get involved.

He approached twenty churches in downtown Atlanta and promised to provide all the food if they would open their doors to those in need and offer assistance.

To his amazement, three churches agreed so Bill got busy seeking donated food.

His efforts grew to establish one of the first foodbanks in the United States, The Atlanta Community Foodbank.

Awhile back, Bill came to our staff meeting and shared his story with us.

I appreciated hearing his thoughts on sustaining a commitment to a life of service.

“Naivete is a good thing to start with,” he said. “It’s God’s grace that he doesn’t tell us how big the things we start are going to be.  We get up every day and try to do our best without seeing the larger arc of the struggle.”

As a small community of foodbank organizers from around the nation found each other, they decided to form an association in order to share ideas.

They formed an organization called Second Harvest that is known today as .

It was interesting to hear Bill talk about the tensions that can arise between a local and a national organization.  (Like , HandsOn Network is also a loose federation of local organizations.)

He reminded us of the strength in grassroots ideas, ideas generated from local organizations lifted up and taken to scale by the  national organization.

He cautioned us about the difficulties national programs can cause by not always being flexible enough to include or engage individual communities.

“Not every community will be interested or able to implement a program exactly the same way,” he reminded us.  “National programs should be flexible enough for local organizations to opt in and deliver services as appropriate.”

Bill went on to talk about the difficulties the foodbank is facing in today’s economy.

He’s seen a 35% increase in the demand for food and a 20% decrease in donations.

“Twenty five percent of the clients coming to the foodbank have never had to seek public assistance before,” he told us.

He said it was more important than ever for nonprofits to increasingly work in a networked way, connecting resources and making referrals for services beyond their usual scope.

While he was worried about meeting his community’s needs, he was also optimistic.

“Times like these are full of opportunity,” he said. “Young people today will see need in their communities, just like I did, and they will want to lead — and what a time to lead!  We don’t know what they’ll do, but we can help by re framing our challenges in a hopeful way.  We can help people see that the action they take will make a difference.”

Near the end of his talk, Bill discussed finding spiritual renewal in his work.

“You can’t do transformational work alone,” he said.  “You’ll burn out.  You’ll become cynical.”

Bill told us that he feels called to fight hunger and surrounds himself with people that keep him honest.

“You should always set the highest goals possible for yourself and your organization,”  he said. “But as an individual, you don’t have to measure up necessarily, you just have to stay faithful to the cause.”

Understand your work as part of your personal journey, part of your purpose in life, and it will provide the sustaining force, your true North.

Working in a community of others, ever faithful to the cause, you’ll get farther than you ever could alone.

Support your local community foodbank by contributing your time and resources.  .

In The Park

Tuesday, June 15th, 2010

Originally published by Jen on her blog, One Plus Two. Jen has worked with un-housed citizens for the past 13 years and this post is republished here with the author’s permission.

Every morning I get up very early and work out with a group of people in a nearby park.

It’s one of those organized things, where the guy in charge very nicely yells at you to

“do more run more jump more”

and you do it because you need to and also because it’s fun.

I’ve been doing it for awhile now and the group is friendly enough, companionable in the sense that we are all doing this together.

Two days ago we were on a little run and in a line we passed by a parked car.

I see the people in front of me turn their heads as they go and when I pass I see a cat, a pile of blankets, and a kid and I immediately know it means some folks are sleeping in their car.

So I drop out of the line and run over to the car and I see a woman and a few kids and a couple of cats all piled inside.

She’s nervous when I approach so I talk to her through the window a bit, I tell her what I used to do and that I mean no offense but if they are without a place to stay maybe I can help.

So she rolls down her window and we talk a good long while and I promise I’ll connect her as soon as I’m done with this jumping around stuff.

As it always has, my heart breaks for the kids, especially the one not much older than mine who jumps out of the car to get dressed in the street before school.Her little face is dirty but her smile is bright. They’ve been living like this since February.

They’ve been living like this since February.

So I fall back in with the class and there are some whispers,

“what was that what’s going on are those people in their car”

and I briefly share and I also share that this is what I used to do and do in different ways today.

Folks react in a way I am surprised by, they start telling me I am so good for doing this and I get embarrassed and a bit weird because I haven’t done anything yet and this family is still in their car and it’s awful.

Later at work I recount it for my in the business friends and they understand my awkwardness because to them these sorts of interactions are normal and certainly not worth making a big deal over, it’s simply what they do.

So today I go back a bit happier, because in the meantime I’ve connected the family with some housing options but am frustrated because it’s going to take a few days.

So I bring some food to give to them after class was over but during class others said they’ve brought food too.

So after class is over I walk over with some food and several others are coming too.

So different from yesterday, today we are all gathered around the car, one woman is giving the kids all kinds of food.

One of the guys is looking under the engine of the car, another helping load things in the back.

There is talk of other ways to help, bringing dinner, clothes, a mechanic.

They are inspired to do more.

All of a sudden the littlest girl starts jumping up and down

Look mama, water! Look mama, bread!

And in that space my heart cracks in half, little girls excited over bread and water is wrong on so many levels it nearly makes me cry.

Our new friend looks at all of us, she does start to cry and thanks everyone over and over.

She hugs us and we hug her and I promise to get in touch with her tomorrow.

I know we’ll figure this thing out.

I look at my peers and I see their faces, the generosity and kindness and everything else.

I see they are moved by this moment and I am too.

What created discomfort yesterday turned into love and action today.

Strangers are now friends.

It’s so easy to do the right thing.

Mountains of Sandwiches

Thursday, June 10th, 2010

by Michele Reiner

Recently, my son’s kindergarten class learned about hunger.

They discussed what it might be like without enough food (bad) and how they could help (share lunches).

Tying the lesson to both academics and ‘doing good’ the teachers asked that students earn money at home doing special chores and join together to make a contribution to an organization focused on ending hunger.

The kids also made graphs and charts showing who did what to raise money and contrasted their results.

I was glad they did this.

In addition to fundraising though, I wanted my son to do some hands-on service.

I wasn’t sure what, so I began at Pebble Tossers for some inspiration and links to projects kids can do.

After exploring I found the Open Door Community; literally a place we drive by almost every day.

What I learned was they are a residential community dismantling racism, sexism and heterosexism through loving relationships with some of the most neglected – the homeless and those in prisons.

While they do so much, what clicked was that every day they serve 400 sandwiches.

I told my son about this place and asked him “What can we do?”

He decided we could make 200 sandwiches ourselves.

After further discussion though, we thought that if we got friends to join we could do the whole 400!

I must say we were really pumped up.

I sent a note out to nine other kids in his class inviting them to join us.

Given the pace of most people’s lives, I assumed we’d get a few participants.

Amazingly every single family said yes.

With siblings, parents, bread and meat in tow, we joined together one Saturday to make sandwiches.

It was a great morning.

The kids truly did the bulk of the service and were excited to track their progress.

The final tally – over 430 sandwiches!

The next day we dropped off the sandwiches.

There we met James, who greeted the children with joy and gave them more kudos than we could imagine.

He invited us to make sandwiches in their kitchen next time.

As we drove away I reflected aloud on how James referred to the people who’d eat the sandwiches as ‘friends’.

He made a point of it many times over and told us that this is what we should do as well.

His point, well taken, was that we served these people as we would our friends; inviting them into the Open Door Community and giving them what we would anyone who was hungry in our presence.

I talked about how important words can be and left it at that.

A week later my son, the consummate builder, found a really cool spot under a tree in the park.

He excitedly rushed to tell me about the clubhouse he wanted to build there.

He ran through the plans with a vision shining in his head of what he could do.

Then he stopped and said, “You know what it could be, mommy?

It could be a house for our friends”. He looked pointedly at me again and said, “You know mom, our friends”.

I think he gets it.

Michele Reiner is a consultant who provides strategy, action and results to her clients and is currently developing HandsOn Network’s role in the Cities of Service movement.

How to Climb the Tallest Mountain

Monday, April 19th, 2010

My mountain is your perceptions. My other mountain is me.” – Mark Horvath

According to NPR, Mark Horvath is “a former Hollywood insider, who has been a drug addict, con artist and, for a brief period, homeless.”

Fifteen years ago, after being fired from a high paying job at a television company, Mark dealt drugs and tried his hand at credit card fraud, neither very successfully.

For a period, he found himself living on the streets.

Ultimately, he sought help and found faith at a local shelter.

After getting clean, he relocated to the Midwest and worked for a televangelist.

Two years ago, he lost another job, all his money and his home.

He found himself back in Hollywood applying for food stamps and thinking he would soon find himself homeless again.

Having been homeless, Mark notices the people on the streets.

So many of us look away, feeling awkward, helpless and conflicted.

Mark decided to make a difference and he started with socks.

Everyone feeds the homeless,” Mark said, “but clean socks are like gold.”

He started washing discarded socks from a local bowling alley and handing them out to homeless people.

Eventually, he started interviewing the homeless and posting their interviews on  his website, InvisiblePeople.TV.

The website features video after video of homeless people telling their own stories in their own words.

Powerful stuff.

I met Mark at the SXSW Conference in Austin last month and again in Atlanta at theNTEN nonprofit technology conference ten days ago.

Because of Mark’s current work on homelessness, he was asked serve as a panelist in a session about moving mountains, his task was to inspire nonprofit innovation in tackling our largest social issues.

In Mark’s case, his success has largely been driven by the power of social media.

His raw and real interviews with homeless people are widely shared on blogs, Facebook and twitter and the resulting website traffic generates donations for his work.

The viral and grassroots nature of his success has attracted corporate attention as well.  Hanes provides his clean socks now and last year, Ford Motor Company gave him a car for a cross country story gathering trip.

Even with corporate sponsorship, Mark said that sometimes still eats in homeless shelters because he doesn’t always have enough money to buy his own meals.

I drove 11,263 miles in a borrowed car last year without an income,” Mark told us.

Regardless, Mark remains committed to making the homeless visible.

He believes that by hearing their stories, we will find compassion, that we will begin to understand that their humanity and ours aren’t really so far apart.

During his talk, Mark told us that when he started InvisiblePeople.TV, he had a laptop, a video camera, a microphone and forty five dollars to his name.

Throughout his journey,  people who heard about him online offered their help and support.

To me, Mark’s work represents the very best kind of social activism — the kind where an individual takes action that changes the world.

When he asked himself who was going to do something about homelessness, he found that the answer was, “you are.”

National Volunteer Week is this week and the 2010 theme is “Celebrating People in Action.”

I’m celebrating Mark.

How would the world be different if each one of us, like Mark, applied our skills and talents, whatever they may be, to actions that improve the world?

What if each of us decided to begin climbing the tallest mountain?

To solve the hardest problems, we must be the leaders we’ve been waiting for.

To learn more about Mark Horvath, visit InvisiblePeople.TV, and read his blog.