Unseen by Choice - A Poem about Homelessness - A True Account
Homeless Person with Dog
Love Your Neighbor - Not just Your Next Door Neighbor
Unseen by Choice
Body laden with layers of winter coats,
On the busy downtown corner
In the oppressive heat;
Wide eyes peering through thick black frames,
Against dark brown skin,
Surviving the injustices of the world?
Thinking, what are you?
Acknowledged by no one.
Where are you Christians?
Oh, we are here,
See us driving by?
Yes, we are still saved.
Seen, but unseen;
With passers by, no eye contact made.
Who will help you?
Rather someone else;
Those other Christians,
Help, why do not they?
Forgive us; our indifference blinds us.
Standing on steaming concrete,
Do not faint.
Though covered from head to toe,
Does not take you.
Are you thirsty?
No, with His tears,
The Lord sustains.
Persevering for the reward,
When the unseen shall be seen
And too, shall the choices of the seen.
Of what use is a conscience?
I work in downtown Montgomery, Alabama, and one evening after leaving work in the middle of the oppressive heat of 110 degrees in July of 2005, I saw a homeless man standing on one of the busiest corners.
At first, I thought he was a heavy man, but that was not the case. He was wearing every article of clothing in his possession, including a coat or coats! My mind could not comprehend how he stood there without fainting in such heat. It was as though I was the only person on the planet who saw this man. As I drove past him and turned the corner on which he was standing, my thoughts were questioning, why was no one else helping this man or, at the very least, offering him a drink of water?
It was then, right at that moment, the Holy Spirit convicted me, "What about you?" What! It was right after that conviction I began a personal ministry to minister to the homeless and/or downtrodden within just that few blocks surrounding my workplace.
And it is true, you will see the face of Jesus. After I had given out my 100 brown paper bags containing maps to homeless shelters in the area, proteins bars, bottled water, scripture of the Good News, I no longer see this particular man I encountered face-to-face one evening. That is another story.
This conviction prompted me to write this poem. I didn't think to take a picture with my cellphone at the time, but not sure that would have been appropriate. This is my very first submission, and I'm not sure I've submitted it correctly. We help others to glorify our LORD GOD, not to boast in ourselves.
Please enjoy the song and video below. It is another one of my new favorites that I recently heard on the radio, so I thought I would add it to this poem.
Copyright at Faith Reaper, July 4, 2005 (All rights reserved)
The Holy Bible at 11 Corinthians 4:18 states:
"We fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal."