Friday 29 June 2012

Homeless! My exciting life takes a new chapter

A roof
And so I read the story of a homeless man who had helped keep crime out of a neighbourhood cemetery who had now been rewarded with a trailer, the first roof over his head in three years.
I have been blessed beyond measure by the generosity of many who have since I lost possession of my home given me shelter, succour, space and sustenance.
However, what does it really mean to have a roof over your head? It means you can and do pay the rent or mortgage, you can and do pay the bills and most importantly you are not under the duress of situations that require that you vacate a place for more economically viable persons. I forgot, you’ll have an address too.
Friends beyond need
What would I have ever been able to do without friends, friends near and far who have poured kindly into my bosom to help me back to a semblance of life lived in independence.
Homes opened, hearts opened, hands opened and much more, I have not had enough time for a pity party or for a day to cry because they overwhelm me to a point that I worry that my reality is far from my discovery – I am in fact a homeless man at the mercy of lots and in the kindness of innumerable people who have been too wonderful for words.
Things
Then a decision came just over a week ago, the power of things and what things do to your ability to move on, many things that I have I do not need for the things have no place to be things I could cherish anymore. Those things I have to let go of to allow me do other things and hopefully as things look up those things lost can be replaced.
So, as the week runs out, I find myself with a bag and arriving at a place after a long journey that started three years ago with the onset of cancer, the recovery of health and the seemingly long and sometimes impossible recovery of wealth.
Homeless!
Yes, the truth of the matter is, I am indeed a homeless man. There are probably many we see on the streets today who long before they ended up there have stories to tell but never get heard because we see them in the state they are in rather than on the journey they have travelled.
Somewhere in our hearts and minds we hope we will get to tell a different story altogether with these chapters fully detailed with what some people will call experience.
Note: I have received some messages with regards to this blog and some have asked how they can help, amongst other things, you can use the Paypal Donate button to the top right of my blog. I have also realised that some countries do not have access to Paypal, in which case using a Money Transfer agency or a Bank Transfer might suffice - you can contact me on forakin (at) gmail (dot) com for details or for address to send gifts in kind. Thanks.
Thanks for your help and concerns, I am grateful for all your kindness.

3 comments:

African Mami said...

Aiyaiyaiyai!!! I teared up (that cancer part, I could not hold them back!) as I read this. I speak nothing but blessings and restoration of health which is wealth into your life. May the same God that provided the children of Israel with manna in the dessert, be the same one that continues to provide for all your needs according to His riches in glory! I am truly HUMBLED by your story, as you have chosen to maintain a very positive outlook and grateful heart despite the circumstances, it is NOT easy! As, I exit and leave this comment in tears, please be blessed of the Lord with this song!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d84hwIuIfmM 
It is a South African gospel number that means, as translated by one of the commentors

 "Jesus is a fighter, our King , the only one, He defeats all, He is strong, powerful, He fought for us, He won for us!"

SINCERELY,
African Mami

Anonymous said...

Is there any other way to donate?  Paypal doesnt work in Nigeria...

Anon said...

Why not add debit/credit cards so that people can just punch in how much they want to donate and their card numbers. Go to the banks and find out alternative methods of payment. Good luck!

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