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Relationship Saves Us

March 27, 2019 | By | 4 Comments

“Hey, will you give Emily a ride over to Stout Street on your way back to the office?” Mark asks. “Her boyfriend is over there.”

“Yeah, sure thing. Hey, I’m Haley, nice to meet you,” I say as I shake Emily’s hand. She nods.

“My car’s over here, just down the block,” I point.

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As I put my car in drive, Emily asks, “Hey, so do you mind taking my boyfriend to St. Luke’s? He’s really sick.”

“Yeah sure,” I respond. “Where is that? Do you know where to go?”

“Yeah, it’s over on High Street.”

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“You can turn right here,” Emily notes.

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We Are Scum and We Belong

January 25, 2019 | By | 7 Comments

The atmosphere in the park is heavy. Several police officers and park rangers stand nearby, ensuring that bags are being packed and that everyone is moving along. It’s been a good afternoon, nonetheless. I meet a young couple named after trees, both deciduous and coniferous, whose dogs know who to bark at and who to sniff approvingly. Rounding the corner in front of the library I run into a friend. He warns me to be gentle with his arm which is suffering from an abscess. I’m reminded of an old John Prine lyric, “There’s a hole Read More

Come, Lord Jesus

December 18, 2018 | By | 3 Comments

Warning: The following contains a slice of life, raw and unfiltered.  While you may find it less palatable than honey, it is no less sweet. Though editing or cleaning up language might make it easier to stomach, it serves to diminish the pain and lament that hungers for righteousness and justice.  The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

Come, Lord Jesus!

Civic Center Park buzzes with activity.  The hustle and bustle is not that associated with the season showcased in lights and displayed in front of the City and County building, it is the daily grind of addiction, a liturgy of despair.

Robbie and I are taking in the scene when he spots a longtime friend.  I read her story in the tattoos covering her arms and face. Read More

On Pilgrimage

November 15, 2018 | By | One Comment

Thoughts by Mark Wilson

Send out your light and your truth, that they may lead me, and bring me to your holy hill and to your dwellingPsalm 43:3 

Not long after I began volunteering with Dry Bones I was introduced to a long time friend with an uncanny ability to reveal the most apt street names.  I don’t know if the staff member making the introduction recognized this to be a prophetic gifting, or merely imagined it to be an amusing party trick, but I was soon answering a string of seemingly random questions.  What the young man gleaned from my answers is a mystery, as is the way that he used them to stare into the center of my being.  After some time he rattled off in his rambling, unbalanced way my hidden name, Traveller, the Blind Robot.  I admit that I was slightly unnerved by the revelation of it, spoken aloud by a seeming stranger.  Little did I know, blind as I am, how quickly my Read More

Perspective – Exist With Me Bro

September 18, 2018 | By | 4 Comments

As we head towards the annual fundraising dinner this October, we’ve been considering the significance of this year’s theme: Perspective.  We hope you’ll plan to join us on October 20th! Details and tickets are here

Perspective – pərˈspektiv/. noun

1. the art of drawing solid objects on a two-dimensional surface so as to give the right impression of their height, width, depth, and position in relation to each other when viewed from a particular point.”a perspective drawing”

2. a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view.

A SEVEN-SECOND PERSPECTIVE-SHIFTING CONVERSATION WITH JOEY. OCTOBER, 2003.

Joey: “What are you doing here?”

Me: “Well, I just came down to see you,”

Joey: “Oh yeah? You would have to come down to see a guy like me.”

Ouch! This response more than rattled me.  He’s got this wrong! That’s not what I’m doing. That’s not what I meant! Flustered, I fumbled through a quick conversation and we parted ways. 

That’s not what I’m doing, right?  As I thought deeply about his words later that night, I moved from flustered to convicted.  I realized that he was right. That was my attitude.  He detected it long before I did.  Read More

Knitting 4 Peace and Dry Bones

September 15, 2018 | By | No Comments

Contemplative Crochet in Community
This article first appeared in Knitting4Peace’s newsletter
written by Kathleen Marsh, Executive Director of Knitting4Peace

Recently, I visited Dry Bones in Denver, Colorado.  Dry Bones seeks to meet spiritual and physical needs of homeless and street-connected youth and young adults.  While there, I was fortunate to listen to Joyce Garrett, Life Formation Coach, speak about contemplative crochet.

Joyce spoke gratefully of Mary Ellen, Knitting4Peace assistant, who made deliveries of warm winter hats and scarves last year to Dry Bones.  These deliveries later turned into gifts of donated yarn, hooks, and needles for this young, transformative group.

As the Dry Bones group began to learn about the mission of K4P around the world, a couple of the youth wanted to be a part of it.  Joyce writes, “we found that a craft or handiwork of some kind helps the kids recall, remember, or experience relaxation.”   Read More

The Table Principle

March 21, 2018 | By | No Comments

Thoughts by Rachel Hambley, Spring Intern

One of the things that drew me to Dry Bones was their sense of community. Since I started interning, about a month ago, I have been in awe of the relationships and sense of family that emanates from this place. Each person is committed to loving people for the long haul. There is no agenda or requirement; there is simply a desire to walk along side our friends through the ups and downs of life.

When I heard about the heart of the ministry, before I got to hang out with everyone, I wondered how in the world people could create a community like the one Dry Bones professed to be. How do you bring together people from vastly different beliefs, backgrounds, and experiences and still create love, unity and vulnerability? Read More

Chasing the Light

November 1, 2017 | By | One Comment

Thoughts by Robbie Goldman     

The phrase “ground score”, once unfamiliar to us, has become an activity we keep on our minds, pretty much every day.  You don’t have to hang around our friends for long before you begin to hear stories of amazing ground scores.  It usually will be the perfect item at the perfect time of need.  Sometimes there is some planning involved, like frequenting taxi cab loading and unloading spaces where people often drop items, but most of the time it is about being aware and looking in places most people do not look.

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Everyone Belongs

October 3, 2017 | By | No Comments

Thoughts by Robbie Goldman

Dehydration, lack of food, and lack of restful sleep are very real and present dangers faced by many of our friends, almost daily.  The volume of time consumed each day in the acquisition of the essentials for life can be overwhelming.  We often notice several of these life sustaining necessities being sacrificed to do what seems to be just hanging out doing nothing.  Passers-by often interpret the scene as lazy young people who should just get a job, or just do anything but sit in the park.  Hours pass, meal times come and go, with no water in sight.  All this while literally sitting in place, Read More

One Sock. No Shoes.

September 14, 2017 | By | One Comment

One Sock.  No Shoes.
She looks like a skeleton with skin.

Smiling, she says,
“I’m going to rehab tonight!
…But I have no shoes.”

Her smile drops to a frown as her eyes fill with tears that flood down her sunken cheeks.

“Isn’t that pathetic?”
I’m so pathetic.
I can’t even take care of myself.
I have no clue where the shoes I had went.
I just want to be clean and sober.
I feel so stuck.
I hate this.” Read More