The Homeless Blessing

November 4th, 2014 by Elroy Byam

Blog_TheHomelessBlessingShe was dirty, VERY dirty.

I was sitting on a swivel chair at Koronet, a pizza store on the upper west side of Manhattan, New York. We were halfway through filming an upcoming project for Hope Channel and I was halfway through a giant-sized slice of pizza – Koronet’s specialty.

I heard the homelessness in her voice before I saw her.

“Excuse me sir, do you have any spare change so I can get something to eat?” I looked to my left and saw my colleague slowly turn his head from side to side. I knew I was next, and quickly turned back to my cheesy triangle.

The tap came faster than expected.

“Excuse me sir, do you have three dollars so I can get a slice of pizza?” Whatever lived on the other end of perfume was what she smelled of.

“Umm… sure,” I responded. I hesitated then went into my wallet and pulled out three wrinkly George Washingtons – all three seemed to wrinkle their nose at the newfound smell they discovered.

“Thank you so much.” She smiled and revealed about half the teeth that were warranted. I gently nodded and returned to my meal, when all of a sudden I felt three cold fingers linger on the back of my neck. I wanted to move, but couldn’t bring myself to action.

“May you be well, may you be blessed, may you be blessed, may you be well…”

Here I was in the middle of a pizza shop, being publicly exalted by a homeless woman. Three dollars meant the world to her and for some reason her three fingers would mean more to me.

I twitched for a bit, wanting it to end, and eventually she removed her fingers. Strangely enough, I felt a calming presence. She moved onto her next prospect, who gracefully turned her down.

And I wondered for a moment, if Jesus had returned in rags.

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4 Responses to “The Homeless Blessing”

  1. On November 5, 2014 at 11:10 am Vickie Lorenson responded with... #

    When you feed the hungry, you are feeding God.

    • On November 5, 2014 at 2:40 pm menelisi moyo responded with... #

      God is always watching and l have been in that situation many a times and believe each time you ignore the poor a part of your being dies….the Christian part, and a new thorn grows in its place. Next time when you go begging for help from God,never fool yourself into thinking God will over look your actions. If you call yourself a Christian,your heart must break when you see the poor, just as His did,for Christ lives in you and Never ignores His children.

    • On November 5, 2014 at 4:49 pm George Deveaux responded with... #

      We need not look far to see the broken wreck of humanity inhabiting the streets of our towns and cities. Those taken captive by their addictions, runaway teens, immigrants and others who once had normal lives but have fallen on hard times. Even the working class appearing to live normal lives are also reaching the breaking point and don’t know what the future holds in store. Behind closed doors people live lives of extended mediocrity devoid of life liberty and the pursuit of happiness all the things they work so hard to attain. We as a people have forgotten that the principals of freedom were founded upon faith in God, “One nation under God”.

      I’m a Seventh-Day Adventist singer songwriter and I wrote the song “Lift Me Up” and made this youtube video which is dedicated to those who have no where else to look but up. I hope that both the song and the video will be used by the Holy Spirit to bring conviction to those who God is calling to reach out to those in need.

      James 1:22 But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves.

      Lift Me Up

      Much love in Christ,


  2. On November 6, 2014 at 12:48 am vicky responded with... #

    She calls out to the man on the street 
    ‘Sir, can you help me? 
    It’s cold and I’ve nowhere to sleep, 
    Is there somewhere you can tell me?’ 

    He walks on, doesn’t look back 
    He pretends he can’t hear her 
    Starts to whistle as he crosses the street 
    Seems embarrassed to be there 

    Oh think twice, it’s another day for you and me in paradise 
    Oh think twice, ’cause it’s just another day for you, 
    You and me in paradise, think about it

    She calls out to the man on the street 
    He can see she’s been crying 
    She’s got blisters on the soles of her feet 
    She can’t walk but she’s trying 

    Oh think twice, ’cause it’s another day for you and me in paradise 
    Oh think twice, it’s just another day for you, 
    You and me in paradise, think about it

    Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do 
    Oh Lord, there must be something you can say 

    You can tell from the lines on her face 
    You can see that she’s been there 
    Probably been moved on from every place 
    ‘Cause she didn’t fit in there 

    Oh think twice, ’cause another day for you and me in paradise 
    Oh think twice, it’s just another day for you, 
    You and me in paradise, just think about it, think about it

    It’s just another day for you and me in paradise 
    It’s just another day for you and me in paradise, paradise
    Just think about it, paradise, just think about it
    Paradise, paradise, paradise

    Songwriters: COLLINS, PHIL

    Another Day In Paradise lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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