Ending homelessness in America starts with one step.

Hope rises.

Walking together, walking with God

Walking with faith, love and foregiveness.

Our hope, our mission, is to end homelessness one day.

And we believe that, together, we can do it.

We can end homelessness in America Today.

One person, one soul at a time.

We can end homelessness in America any day.

We just need to choose the day, and the time...

when we will end homelessness like a thief in the night.

You and three friends can help one homeless person today.

If three million of us did that today, we would end homelessness in one day.

But no one will do that, today or any day. Because ______________.

Everyone has their reasons.

It won't work. They don't want help. They are all crazy anyway.

Throw them away.

Look away.

If you do not make eye contact, they aren't even like real people anyway.

Someone will end homelessness ... someday.

It just can't be today.

We have other things to do.

Bills to pay. Games to play. Dragons to slay. Fight authoritay.

But God Bless You, anyway.

I love you for trying.

And I will pray.

That you will grow up and stop dreaming of saving lost sheep someday.

Get a job, some would say.

You always pray.

We always pray.

We pray for the homeless every day.

We pray for someone, anyone, to come and take them away.

We don't care to where.

We don't care by who.

We just like when we wake up and see that homeless person isn't on that same corner today.

At least, not the same homeless person.

That's some progress, anyway.

Isn't God listening?

Can't He hear what we say?

We prayed for HIm to end homelessness yesterday, tomorrow and today.

And the day before the day before the day before today.

Was that Tuesday?

He didn't do it either way.

So, who are we to complain?

Pray. Just pray. But don't just pray.

Pray for God to help, then get up and do it.

Do it anyway.

Do it any way that gets it done.

And if no one else wants to do it, then find three friends who will.

And do it anyway.

We have the hands.

We have the feet.

We have friends.

They have hands and feet.

Even if they don't, I bet they'd be willing to help anyway.

"This is my friend, Bob. He teaches swimming down at the Y..."

"We saw you sitting there and thought maybe you'd like some help..."

"So we thought we'd just drop by..."

It's as easy as that.

Our storehouses are full.

We have money.

We have hospitals.

We have homes and hotels and dot coms.

We have infrastructure, food clothing, shelter and resources.

We even have the Ubers and self-driving taxis...a literal frolicking fleet.

We have the meats to meets the needs wherever the meats and the needs needs to meet.
We have a Wendy's, an Arby's and a McDonalds's on every other street.

Lines so long the gas is gone by the time you get something to eat.

Thirty million drowning in bars every time the Super Bowl Champions meet.

Two knuckleheads from Cincinnati acting like WKRP.

I'm from Kansas City, yo.

If one tortured poet isn't enough, then we'll just bring three.

But three million people with cars can't get one million homeless off the street?

Petite.

Yeah. I know I'm not using that word correctly.

A lawyer said only lawyers get to make up words.

A legion of lawyers said "You can't do that."

"Who says?" I said. "A lawyer? I'd be better off dead."

Legion of donkey pits. That's what I call them.

The evil behind the end's own.

I don't even know what that means.

It just reminds me of fighting a three headed dragon ...

with a sword called Enoch that I don't even own.

Duke Adieu.