A Gift of Hope

Amen, I say to you, whatever you did for one of these least brothers of mine, you did for me.
-Matthew 25:40-

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It has been in our hearts for a long time to do something for the people who are homeless or the poor. We really did not have an idea on how to start, until one day when we were watching a show on EWTN, "Real Life Catholic," Chris Stefanic the host did a special on the homeless in Denver, one thing that touched our hearts was when one of the homeless was being interviewed said to Chris that what hurt her the most was to be ignored by others. "People often just walk by me without even looking," she said. After watching the show, we were now inspired to do something about it. It was not clear yet on what we could do. A few days later, as I walked out of the supermarket, there was a homeless man, I almost walked past him when I remembered what the homeless woman had said to Chris, I immediately stopped and looked around my shopping bag to see what I could offer the man, I saw oranges and gave him one. It was just a little bit, I wished I could have done more.

​The next day, Brian and I went to daily Mass, as I walked to the church I told him about the homeless man at the supermarket and about an idea that I had thought about overnight. My idea was to make a small gift bag, a "Gift of Hope," with some granola bars, a drink, prayer card, a hat, socks, or gloves and a Christmas card written especially for them. Brian immediately agreed. We went to Mass and it was the Feast of St. Elizabeth of Hungary, patroness of the poor, the priest talked about how she dedicated her life to serving the poor. We decided after Mass that she was going to be our Patron Saint for the "Gift of Hope" charity. We decided to start with just our family and see how it goes. We wanted to get our CCD children involved so we had them write the Christmas cards for the homeless. On the feast of Christ the King, the reading was:

For I was hungry and you gave me food,
I was thirsty and you gave me drink,
a stranger and you welcomed me,
naked and you clothed me,
ill and you cared for me,
in prison and you visited me.'
Then the righteous will answer him and say,
'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you,
or thirsty and give you drink? 
When did we see you a stranger and welcome you,
or naked and clothe you? 
When did we see you ill or in prison, and visit you?'
And the king will say to them in reply,
'Amen, I say to you, whatever you did
for one of the least brothers of mine, you did for me. 

After Mass, we went to buy the granola bars, hats, bags, got the prayers cards, drinks and our daughters started to assemble them while I cooked lunch. 

We made ten bags and after lunch we decided to drive to New York City because we knew that we would find at least ten homeless people to give the bags to. Even before we found a parking spot, Maria, our youngest daughter, saw a homeless man who was sleeping in the middle of the sidewalk, Brian got out of the car and left one of the bags next to him. We hope that when he wakes up, he will be pleasantly surprised when he sees the gift.

We found a parking spot next to Bryant Park and walked on 6th Avenue all the way to Rockefeller Center and found some homeless along the way. This time our eyes were open looking for "Jesus." As a family, somehow we always manage to make everything a competition, well this time it was no different, we started to compete who could find "Jesus" first. Coming back to our car, we walked along 5th Avenue and found a spot where a homeless had left a sign below.

The person was not there, so we left our gift next to her/his belongings and we hope and pray that when she/he gets back they find a little bit of hope and realizes that God cares and loves them. Please pray for all of the people who have lost everything that they realize that God cares and loves them very much.  Also, pray so that we can continue with this mission. 

We hope that this will inspire you to do the same in your neighborhood, or give a "Gift of Hope" to someone who is home-bound, in a nursing home, a prison, in the military, or in a hospital. 

“I see Jesus in every human being. I say to myself, this is hungry Jesus, I must feed him...I serve because I love Jesus.”
-St. Mother Teresa-