It was one of those mornings where everything seemed a bit extra complex and crisis-like. Our numbers were up the night before, hitting around 112 at the emergency shelter. It seemed the most vulnerable people from the shelter’s history had... Continue Reading →
I walked up the stairs this Wednesday afternoon at the shelter slower than normal. Maybe it was the heart burden of weekend shelter-happenings, maybe it was the four hours straight of one-on-ones this morning (poor planning), maybe it was the... Continue Reading →
So there I sat. At this meeting with other social service professionals discussing the ups and downs of shelter life. The joys and the sorrows of sharing life in a unique way with people in the midst of crisis and... Continue Reading →
(This was written in reflection after some severe cold in Whatcom County) There I stood in the lobby of the main shelter building, awaiting a meeting with a staff person, Robbie, overseeing Men's Ministries. I was chatting with Cathy at... Continue Reading →
Stacks of applications—stacks of stories—scribbled out on three pages or less that are supposed to describe where applicants are at and where they want to go. Some tell of extreme emotional distress, others attempt to write down their out-of-control journey... Continue Reading →
