by Jordan Greynolds, CCO Fellow
What has been your experience with homelessness? Has the word ever been used to describe you? Have you lived in close proximity to widespread homelessness? No matter your experience, just begin to think about your disposition to it and those who experience it.
When I arrived in Fresno, California in early August 2022, while unloading my car and moving into the Pink House I was told “You’ll have some unhoused neighbors around here; and don’t be surprised if someone stays the night on your porch once in a while.”
“Alright. That doesn’t make me want to leave, but hopefully it’s not that bad,” I thought to myself.
Hopefully it’s not that bad? As it turns out, the “it” I was referring to– homelessness– was actually “worse” than I had expected. Yet, today I find myself loving where I live, also more than expected.
It would be easy, yet impulsive to conclude as I reflect, that I should now feel ashamed at my initial thoughts when posed with the reality that I’d be sharing such proximity with unhoused folks. Shame is far from how we should feel, though, no matter what your own personal response would have been. Conviction, however, is a more appropriate thing to feel.
It doesn’t matter what you answered in your mind when you read the opening questions. We all have our own walks and journeys. What matters is that we recognize where brokenness exists and that we are moving towards restoration.
Months removed from my “hopefully it’s not that bad” reaction, I’m now extremely grateful for our unhoused neighbors. The turning point came after some of us Pink Housers and our neighbors shared a Thanksgiving meal. We got to learn the names, faces, and stories of some really cool guys. They became real people to me– people I genuinely enjoy talking to. They showed us so much gratitude just for sharing a meal and engaging with them.