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Living in the Essential

May 26, 2020 | By | No Comments

In the past two months, I think I’ve heard, read, and said the word essential more times than I did in all my pre-COVID-19 years combined. It will be interesting to see if and how the word essential will occupy a more everyday place in our lexicon after all this is over.

For the time being, we seem to have gained a new appreciation and respect for that which is essential and for those who have been deemed essential. As we witness an economy long supported by the consumption of nonessential commodities begin to crumble after only a few weeks of pressure, we question the value of the nonessential.

And perhaps rightly so. Our society and our very lives feel as if they’re being stripped down to the essentials, and it at times feels like a very good thing.

And yet, those of us who have the privilege of riding out stay-at-home and safer-at-home orders from the comfort of our own homes are also recognizing that we deeply crave the nonessential. We deeply desire to go get our hair cut and perhaps try Read More

The Contagion of Joy

April 30, 2020 | By | No Comments

It had been a long couple of years.  Honestly, Nikki and I were tired.  Our family had been growing (up) and the weight of needs just kept flowing as Dry Bones had been growing too.  The world felt chaotic and overwhelmingly fast-paced.  I know you can relate.  Read More

At the Gas Station Intersection

April 17, 2020 | By | 2 Comments

Friends keep graciously reaching out to me asking how our friends experiencing homelessness are faring during these difficult times. Each time I respond, I am taken aback by my own answer. “Some of them are understandably anxious about it all; some of them are having a harder time finding safe and welcoming places to spend their day, reliable sources of food, places to charge their phones, things like that; and others don’t seem to be bothered by it, being used to living simply and on the edges of society.” I am taken aback by my own answer because on one hand this global pandemic has made people on the margins’ lives even more difficult, and on the other hand it has simply shifted the suffering they experienced on a daily basis in our pre-pandemic world. In some sense, those on the margins are able to turn to those of us who are more privileged in society and say, “Welcome to our world.” Read More

Vulnerability

April 1, 2020 | By | One Comment

by Robbie Goldman

Vulnerability is not winning or losing; it’s having the courage to show up and be seen when we have no control over the outcome.” – Brene Brown

This week I have seen the valley of Dry Bones Denver being brilliantly vulnerable; embracing the created vulnerability in each of us by trusting it, acknowledging it, and utilizing its contagious qualities.  

Last night I turned on the local news to see one of my long time friends in an interview about his life on the streets of Denver during Denver’s Stay At Home Order. He, being brilliantly vulnerable, spoke truth about his life during this crazy moment in history. His words Read More

Social Distancing :: A Preexisting Condition

March 20, 2020 | By | 10 Comments

To many of us, social distancing is new.  We’ve never been told to not hug, not hang out, not say yes to an invitation to dinner, and basically to not be warm-hearted.  We have been disrupted, haven’t we? I, for one, don’t like it and I’m an introvert.

For many in the Dry Bones community, social distancing is not so new.  That’s not to say that our friends don’t love hanging out like any other human. It’s just that many people that experience homelessness are socially distanced by default. Social distancing is a virus that has affected our world for years.

Through the years, I’ve asked my friends on the streets these questions: “What’s the hardest part about living on the streets? About experiencing homelessness?”  They have responded Read More

COVID-19 – A Letter from Dry Bones

March 11, 2020 | By | No Comments

The letter linked below was written on March 10th.  As you all know, things are changing quickly! Please visit THIS PAGE to keep up to date with Dry Bones regarding COVID-19 and our response.
Read our letter filled with thoughts, questions, updates, and info here:

Dry Bones COVID-19 Letter

Are You a Program? What Does Success Look Like?

February 14, 2020 | By | No Comments

The biggest “success” is when it is no longer possible for a young person on the streets to say, “Nobody loves or cares about me.” Dry Bones’ specialty is safe and genuine spiritual, relational, and familial support. We hope to eradicate the experience of loneliness, lack of self-worth, and kids not believing in the unsurpassable worth God sees in them. We’re willing to walk alongside our friends in seasons of hopelessness, despair, addiction, and darkness. Read More

Relationship Saves Us

March 27, 2019 | By | 5 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