After our feet washing event a few weeks ago, our friend Courtney wanted to wash the feet of his friends as well. We helped him with the supplies and he led the way…Read More
Washing someone’s feet is an act of humility. And letting someone else wash your feet is also humility. It’s a vulnerable thing to let someone see the messiest part of yourself and to let them love you through it.Read More
For our friends who walk the streets daily and experience life in a vastly different way than many others, we want to honor them (and help their feet feel a little better) by washing their feet. Join us Saturday, June 22 at 9am at the Austin Street Basketball Court…Read More
There is a plot of grass on the corner of Jeffries and Dawson in South Dallas. It doesn't look like much. It often has trash scattered around. A random shoe or boot may lay in the small field on any given day. But it also happens to be the perfect spot for a Street-Side Salon. With a little creativity and TLC, a pop-up barber shop starts to come to life.Read More
Written by Elissa Romines
Just south of downtown, beneath the I-45 overpass, hundreds of tents formed Dallas' largest homeless encampment. We called it "Tent City;" its dwellers called it home.Read More
I have this thing in the alley behind my house. It's big-- almost four feet tall & nearly three feet wide. It's gray and plastic and has a lid. Oh and it's on wheels! You guessed it. It's a trash can! You have one as well, yes? Once a week this magical thing happens where a large truck shows up, a few nice gentlemen empty my trash can and recycling bin, & we all go on with our lives.Read More
This job is not one for the faint of heart.
It was near the end of my first week as an intern, and I couldn’t have been more excited. I had been to the streets multiple times. I had met the people on the corner and the people on the front porch. I knew a few people who worked at CitySquare. I had been actively keeping up with the blog posts.
I thought I knew what I was getting myself into.
Written by Elissa Romines
Tomorrow's the day. Our 7th Street-Side Salon.
We're popping up a barber shop in our neighborhood, and you're invited. Not to volunteer, of course, but you're invited to come and be.Read More
What's that? You're confused? You thought "Ralph Lauren" and "homeless" were mutually exclusive? Well, think again. And I'm not just referring to Bobby's Polo Sport jacket.Read More
One time in South Dallas a bird pooped on my head.
I thought it was a raindrop, which looking back seems odd considering every pigeon in the metroplex was hovering over me. Sweet hindsight. Always 20/20.
As I talked with a woman on the sidewalk, I casually swept over the raindrop with my hand.
By swept I mean smeared. And by raindrop I mean bird poop.
One day over Christmas break my Bible study leader Gillian texted in our group text asking if anyone wanted to hang out with the homeless the next day. I agreed partly because I had no plans and partly because I was intrigued by the idea just "hanging out" with homeless people. In the past, I've done things like making care packages or grocery shopping for those in need but I had never had a direct, personal interaction witRead More
Our first Community Day was held on a beautiful December Saturday, as only Dallas could offer. New friendships were formed; a birthday was celebrated; prayers were prayed; hearts were warmed; bodies clothed; coffee drunk; cake eaten.Read More
Recently, I have encountered a different kind of language barrier. Jerry, pictured above, has never had the ability to hear. Maybe to the trained ear, his speech and language would pose no barrier. However, his chronic homelessness and inability to gain access to a shelter are proof that a hearing impairment can complicate life on the streets.
For a person without a disability, getting out of homelessness is difficult. For a homeless person with a disability, everything -- from getting an I.D., to finding work, to purchasing a bus pass -- is exacerbated. Adding something in like deafness or paralyzation (which we encounter every single week) complicates overcoming homelessness tenfold.Read More
This is the first time I get to share someone's story from their perspective. What you will read below is mostly quoted from a couple with whom I spent time last Tuesday. Their names are Cecilia and Raymond.*
"You ain't shit and you ain't never gonna be shit."
That's what her stepmom used to tell her.Read More