Anyone who has spent time working with homeless drug addicts and prostitutes will tell you: everyone living on the streets has a painful story and carries deep emotional wounds or trauma. And anyone who has worked with the homeless will also tell you that many of them suffer from literal wounds due to the dangerous and unsanitary conditions of living on the streets. Because of this, our volunteers and I carry first aid kits with us on the streets, and we always end of giving basic first aid to someone during our outreaches. As difficult as this kind of ministry can be, we feel ourselves walking closely with the Lord when ministering on the streets. This care and compassion God calls us to is the nature of His own heart:
He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
-Psalm 147:3

Binding up Wounds
This month when our volunteers went out into the streets to bring sandwiches to the hard-core drug addicts, they met Arnon (not his real name), a man who was so hungry they brought him back to the outreach center where he could have as many helpings as he wanted of home-cooked food. After he ate, Arnon sat with me and asked if we could change the bandage on his leg. He pulled up his pant leg to show me a dirty bandage wrapping his entire calf. Removing the bandage, I was shocked at how bad his leg was—the initial wound was horribly infected and necrosis was spreading through his entire lower leg. I told him that we would take care of his wound as best we could, but I emphasized to him that he had to get to the hospital right away to receive proper treatment.
It was all I could do to clean Arnon’s festering wound, but amazingly God gave me the grace to overcome my initial revulsion. Though it took me 45 minutes to clean and bandage Arnon’s leg, I didn’t notice the time passing because we were in deep conversation the entire time. He asked me who we were, and when I explained that we were Jewish believers in Yeshua, he shared that he’d had some connection with believers in the past. The whole time we only spoke about Yeshua, about the gospel, and about faith in God.
Arnon had many deep questions about faith and, at the same time, expressed his exhaustion with his situation and his feelings of hopelessness. I encouraged him not to give up and to get into a rehab program, explaining that the grace we receive through faith in Yeshua is the strength God gives us each day in the midst of our weakness when we truly desire to change. I challenged Arnon to make two important decisions: number one, to take care of his wounded leg, and two, to get into a rehab program. I shared with him with the stories of people we had served on the street and helped get into rehab programs who were able to turn their lives around and even start families of their own.
When I finished bandaging Arnon’s leg, I discovered that I was also encouraged and hopeful: the beaten down, tired man who had shown up to the center not only got a hot meal and had his wounded leg tenderly cared for, but he was suddenly smiling, thankful, and a had a hopeful look in his eyes. Arnon willingly took the number of Shulamit, our volunteer who helps people from our outreach get connected to rehab centers and coordinates bible studies and discipleship at the center during the week.
Please keep Arnon and the rest of the dear people we have the opportunity to serve and witness to in prayer: that God would touch them with His love and strengthen them by His grace to take the needed steps to get off the streets and into rehab.
Thank you for all your prayers and support of this important outreach!