How to become homeless

I'm thinking
this would make a great title
of a book,
of a short story,
perhaps a bio
or even research.
I have always been humbled by the site of someone homeless.
I can't recall ever judging or condemning or thinking I was better than.

My earliest recollections of this were of sharing my compassion with my mom
and asking how this happens. How does one become homeless? I learned a very
very valuable lesson that has stuck with me. She said; "people make choices".
How incredibly wise.
I fought that idea for a long time; It's not their fault, I said, they can't help it, they must have bad luck, maybe they were abandoned, maybe they are sick, addicted or damaged. I could not wrap my brain around how a person could 'end up' homeless.

I have since come to believe the words my mother spoke to me nearly two decades ago;
"people make choices".
In every circumstance, no matter what the cause of their plight, I have learned that people make choices.
People make choices: to finish high school or not, to go to college or not, to get a job or not, to open that business or not, to take a risk or not, to avoid drugs or not, to get married or not, to eat healthy or not, to drive safely or not, to stay married or not, to learn new ways of coping or not, to reach out to others or not...
See my point? The list can go on and on and on.

Simple? No. Very complex. People are complex.
I am not above such a reality. No one is.
Well, maybe Bill Gates or Donald Trump. But, guess what? They make choices too! Everyday! Everyday they make a choice to continue, to keep working, to pursue, to invest, to hire, to fire, to sell or buy.

Remember The Great Depression?
Me neither.
But I know a little about the history.
Poverty and homelessness happened to a lot of people.
Overnight.

It can happen to me. I am not immune.
I make choices too.
Choice #1:
to follow Christ,
to stand up under His grace,
my redemption,
His promises.
I have made my share of choices; both good and bad, profitable and costly.
I have few regrets.
My past failings are just lessons to be learned.
Some hurt.
Hurt a lot.

But God,
carries me through them all,
if I choose.

deenuhz: I should not claim to blog

deenuhz: I should not claim to blog

I should not claim to blog

How can I claim to blog
when the last time
I typed
anything
was earlier this year.
Now,
the year is over.
should I catch you up?
I have been mulling over this thought
I keep coming up with the urge to.
Its quite intense and a bit intimate
but
honestly
those are the blogs I love reading the most.
exposing?
yes.
vulnerable?
yes.
rewarding?
I'm not sure, prehaps relieving.
we'll see
the year is not up
yet.