May 16

Seattle Reflection, Part 2

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I was very excited for the opportunity to go out Seattle to volunteer as a PV. As some of you know I invite my nieces and nephews to go out to WV. This time I took my niece Julie for the first time. We both had a
wonderful experience. It was nice working with PVers from the past as well as working with long time PVers for the first time. Jill was a great leader as well as a great hostess.I also met her extended family who were also very hospitable. The people we worked with were very generous to make sure our time there was as comfortable and informative as possible.   It was a great week to recharge that direct line to Christ!  I want to thank all who help make this possible.
“A volunteer for Christ”
Leo Lutz~~~

May 13

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Our Lady of Guatalupe in West Seattle, who graciously hosted the PVs for the Seattle trip, included the PVs as a “Stewardship Sighting”:

They were here for just a week
but what a week it will be.  Sleeping in
our parish center “stage area” in sleeping bags, they spent their days doing
service projects throughout the greater Seattle area.  One of their projects was building the raised
beds (12) in our Giving Garden.  They
have come from different parts of the country – Minnesota, New York, etc. – and
are meeting for the first time.  We know
them simply as the “PV Volunteers.” 
This week of service, prayer, and reflection is a gift to us and the
larger community.  It is a stewardship
sighting.

May 13

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Our Lady of Guatalupe in West Seattle, who graciously hosted the PVs for the Seattle trip, included the PVs as a “Stewardship Sighting”:

They were here for just a week but what a week it will be.  Sleeping in our parish center “stage area” in sleeping bags, they spent their days doing service projects throughout the greater Seattle area.  One of their projects was building the raised beds (12) in our Giving Garden.  They have come from different parts of the country – Minnesota, New York, etc. – and are meeting for the first time.  We know them simply as the “PV Volunteers.”  This week of service, prayer, and reflection is a gift to us and the larger community.  It is a stewardship sighting.

May 13

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Our Lady of Guatalupe in West Seattle, who graciously hosted the PVs for the Seattle trip, included the PVs as a “Stewardship Sighting”:

They were here for just a week but what a week it will be.  Sleeping in our parish center “stage area” in sleeping bags, they spent their days doing service projects throughout the greater Seattle area.  One of their projects was building the raised beds (12) in our Giving Garden.  They have come from different parts of the country – Minnesota, New York, etc. – and are meeting for the first time.  We know them simply as the “PV Volunteers.”  This week of service, prayer, and reflection is a gift to us and the larger community.  It is a stewardship sighting.

May 13

Reflection from Seattle

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Nickelsville,
WA.

My name is Phillip, I am 25
years old and I have lived in Nickelsville, a tent city for the homeless, for
about two years. Nickelsville contains about 120 tents and houses about 160
people who are also homeless. We all live on a piece of land that is about 100
yards long and 30 yards wide. The city government doesn’t recognize that we
exist but they allow us to camp here, at least for now, until at some point
local politics  dictate that we leave.
There are four other tent cities in Seattle but all of those are recognized by
the city. They are required to move locations every 90 days- at least in
Nickelsville we get to stay put for the time being. The politics are crazy but
they impact all of the homeless in Seattle.
Here is my story:
I came to Seattle from San
Francisco. I had a job there as a carpenter but I left because I was making just
enough to pay my rent and keep some food on the table. I heard that there were
better paying jobs in Seattle so I
came here to improve my life. When I first got to Seattle I was able to get a
job that paid a little more than what I was previously making in California but
after two months the company I worked for went out of business. I got some part
time work but I couldn’t pay my rent any longer so I was force to live in my
car. One day I was out looking for work and someone broke into my car and stole
all of my tools. Shortly after that, my car broke down and was impounded. At
that point I was out of money, had no job and no place to live. I lived under
bridges for a couple of months until I heard about Nickelsville. The first
thing I heard is that it is a safe place to live. I had been attacked a couple
of times while I was living on the streets so the safety issue was what drew me
to Nickelsville.
The good thing about living
here is that everyone is given a job to do around camp and the rules of the
camp are enforced. If you break the rules you can be expelled. People do look
out after one another here so it is a fairly safe place to live. Because the
city doesn’t recognize that we exist, the police will not come onto the
property unless a crime is reported and that causes problems occasionally when
someone needs to be expelled but hasn’t committed a crime. There are a lot of
disadvantages to living here: there is a huge problem with rats, they are
everywhere. The land we live on is filled swamp land so every time it rains, we
flood. We have tried to resolve the flooding by putting the platforms that are
the base for the tents on cinderblocks to raise the tents about two feet off
the ground. That is not high enough all of the time however. We also put down
donated wood chips throughout the camp to absorb the water on the ground but
when it is wet outside everything in the tent gets wet also and stays wet for
days.  There is no running water and no
electricity. There are four jiffy-johns to serve the entire community. Food is
generally donated by the local food banks in town but the only cooking
facilities are a few gas grills.  Because
there is no electric, it is cold in the winter and hot in the summer and there
is no place to escape the flies or the smell.
I am homeless through no
fault of my own. I don’t drink and I don’t do drugs. I have been trying to get
a job but I don’t have a phone number that someone could call to offer me a
job. I have no place to shower on a regular basis so I do not present well when
talking to a prospective employer. I seem to be trapped with no way out. I have
seen others here just resign themselves to being homeless – I don’t want to do
that but how do I get out?
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Phillip is a fictional
character but his story is similar to a lot of the people that live in
Nickelsville and other similar places that you might find in any big city in
this country. We have all see poverty in West Virginia but urban poverty has an
entirely different look.
Let us all take a minute to
pray for all of the homeless people who will sleep in tents or under bridges
tonight. Lord, hear our prayer.
May 13

Reflection from Seattle

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Nickelsville, WA.

My name is Phillip, I am 25 years old and I have lived in Nickelsville, a tent city for the homeless, for about two years. Nickelsville contains about 120 tents and houses about 160 people who are also homeless. We all live on a piece of land that is about 100 yards long and 30 yards wide. The city government doesn’t recognize that we exist but they allow us to camp here, at least for now, until at some point local politics  dictate that we leave. There are four other tent cities in Seattle but all of those are recognized by the city. They are required to move locations every 90 days- at least in Nickelsville we get to stay put for the time being. The politics are crazy but they impact all of the homeless in Seattle.
Here is my story:
I came to Seattle from San Francisco. I had a job there as a carpenter but I left because I was making just enough to pay my rent and keep some food on the table. I heard that there were better paying jobs in Seattle so I came here to improve my life. When I first got to Seattle I was able to get a job that paid a little more than what I was previously making in California but after two months the company I worked for went out of business. I got some part time work but I couldn’t pay my rent any longer so I was force to live in my car. One day I was out looking for work and someone broke into my car and stole all of my tools. Shortly after that, my car broke down and was impounded. At that point I was out of money, had no job and no place to live. I lived under bridges for a couple of months until I heard about Nickelsville. The first thing I heard is that it is a safe place to live. I had been attacked a couple of times while I was living on the streets so the safety issue was what drew me to Nickelsville.
The good thing about living here is that everyone is given a job to do around camp and the rules of the camp are enforced. If you break the rules you can be expelled. People do look out after one another here so it is a fairly safe place to live. Because the city doesn’t recognize that we exist, the police will not come onto the property unless a crime is reported and that causes problems occasionally when someone needs to be expelled but hasn’t committed a crime. There are a lot of disadvantages to living here: there is a huge problem with rats, they are everywhere. The land we live on is filled swamp land so every time it rains, we flood. We have tried to resolve the flooding by putting the platforms that are the base for the tents on cinderblocks to raise the tents about two feet off the ground. That is not high enough all of the time however. We also put down donated wood chips throughout the camp to absorb the water on the ground but when it is wet outside everything in the tent gets wet also and stays wet for days.  There is no running water and no electricity. There are four jiffy-johns to serve the entire community. Food is generally donated by the local food banks in town but the only cooking facilities are a few gas grills.  Because there is no electric, it is cold in the winter and hot in the summer and there is no place to escape the flies or the smell.
I am homeless through no fault of my own. I don’t drink and I don’t do drugs. I have been trying to get a job but I don’t have a phone number that someone could call to offer me a job. I have no place to shower on a regular basis so I do not present well when talking to a prospective employer. I seem to be trapped with no way out. I have seen others here just resign themselves to being homeless – I don’t want to do that but how do I get out?
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Phillip is a fictional character but his story is similar to a lot of the people that live in Nickelsville and other similar places that you might find in any big city in this country. We have all see poverty in West Virginia but urban poverty has an entirely different look.
Let us all take a minute to pray for all of the homeless people who will sleep in tents or under bridges tonight. Lord, hear our prayer.
May 13

Reflection from Seattle

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Nickelsville, WA.

My name is Phillip, I am 25 years old and I have lived in Nickelsville, a tent city for the homeless, for about two years. Nickelsville contains about 120 tents and houses about 160 people who are also homeless. We all live on a piece of land that is about 100 yards long and 30 yards wide. The city government doesn’t recognize that we exist but they allow us to camp here, at least for now, until at some point local politics  dictate that we leave. There are four other tent cities in Seattle but all of those are recognized by the city. They are required to move locations every 90 days- at least in Nickelsville we get to stay put for the time being. The politics are crazy but they impact all of the homeless in Seattle.
Here is my story:
I came to Seattle from San Francisco. I had a job there as a carpenter but I left because I was making just enough to pay my rent and keep some food on the table. I heard that there were better paying jobs in Seattle so I came here to improve my life. When I first got to Seattle I was able to get a job that paid a little more than what I was previously making in California but after two months the company I worked for went out of business. I got some part time work but I couldn’t pay my rent any longer so I was force to live in my car. One day I was out looking for work and someone broke into my car and stole all of my tools. Shortly after that, my car broke down and was impounded. At that point I was out of money, had no job and no place to live. I lived under bridges for a couple of months until I heard about Nickelsville. The first thing I heard is that it is a safe place to live. I had been attacked a couple of times while I was living on the streets so the safety issue was what drew me to Nickelsville.
The good thing about living here is that everyone is given a job to do around camp and the rules of the camp are enforced. If you break the rules you can be expelled. People do look out after one another here so it is a fairly safe place to live. Because the city doesn’t recognize that we exist, the police will not come onto the property unless a crime is reported and that causes problems occasionally when someone needs to be expelled but hasn’t committed a crime. There are a lot of disadvantages to living here: there is a huge problem with rats, they are everywhere. The land we live on is filled swamp land so every time it rains, we flood. We have tried to resolve the flooding by putting the platforms that are the base for the tents on cinderblocks to raise the tents about two feet off the ground. That is not high enough all of the time however. We also put down donated wood chips throughout the camp to absorb the water on the ground but when it is wet outside everything in the tent gets wet also and stays wet for days.  There is no running water and no electricity. There are four jiffy-johns to serve the entire community. Food is generally donated by the local food banks in town but the only cooking facilities are a few gas grills.  Because there is no electric, it is cold in the winter and hot in the summer and there is no place to escape the flies or the smell.
I am homeless through no fault of my own. I don’t drink and I don’t do drugs. I have been trying to get a job but I don’t have a phone number that someone could call to offer me a job. I have no place to shower on a regular basis so I do not present well when talking to a prospective employer. I seem to be trapped with no way out. I have seen others here just resign themselves to being homeless – I don’t want to do that but how do I get out?
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Phillip is a fictional character but his story is similar to a lot of the people that live in Nickelsville and other similar places that you might find in any big city in this country. We have all see poverty in West Virginia but urban poverty has an entirely different look.
Let us all take a minute to pray for all of the homeless people who will sleep in tents or under bridges tonight. Lord, hear our prayer.