Today was my last day of doing Job Capacity Assessments at work. Since we have won a pretty big tender recently, I am moving to 'bigger and better' things and will have to leave these bonus-attracting-assessments behind - hopefully I will get to go back to them someday! But anyway, the reason why I am writing is because I had three refugee appoitnments one after the other this afternoon and I was just reflecting back on my day, and it really made me think how blessed we are to live in Australia for starters (which is such an AWESOME place that it opens it's doors to refugees from all over the world - Iran, Afghanistan, Ethiopia, Malaysia... Singapore... :P AHHAHAHAH.. sorry I couldn't help myself). And secondly, how blessed we are to have a home with friends and family and a place to sleep every night.
Through the assessments, I found out that these people were staying in temporary accomodation, were dependent on a social worker to take them around to appointments etc, had little (or no) money, no friends (and some, no family), were in a totally different culture, with a totally different language, and were surrounded by totally different people who were changing all the time. It made me think what it would be like to be in their shoes. It would be seriously depressing and SUCH a challenge. We really don't know how good we have it until God leads us to people like this.
I then started thinking about all the homeless people in Perth, unfortunatley there's quite a few. I have even started to recognise some of them after working in the city for a while now. (The one who I see most days is 'Pigeon lady' - she wears a hat and had two long plaits in her hair and she keeps pigeons with her in cages. She talks to them and mumbles to herself.) Ever since I was young, I would always think of how homeless people keep warm on cold nights like tonight. We complain of being cold when we are in our insulated houses, with blankets and warm clothes, but really we are so blessed to have a home to go to, with warm clothes to wear and a bed to sleep in. I think that's why, as Christians, we should do our part for our local charities. Reminds me of the song, where one verse goes 'and they'll know we are Christians, by our love'. I really want to do something but I just don't know where to start. I guess one thing is to start rounding up some spare clothes (of which I have plenty) and blankets for the Good Sammy's Bins. But we'll see what happens hey.
Through the assessments, I found out that these people were staying in temporary accomodation, were dependent on a social worker to take them around to appointments etc, had little (or no) money, no friends (and some, no family), were in a totally different culture, with a totally different language, and were surrounded by totally different people who were changing all the time. It made me think what it would be like to be in their shoes. It would be seriously depressing and SUCH a challenge. We really don't know how good we have it until God leads us to people like this.
I then started thinking about all the homeless people in Perth, unfortunatley there's quite a few. I have even started to recognise some of them after working in the city for a while now. (The one who I see most days is 'Pigeon lady' - she wears a hat and had two long plaits in her hair and she keeps pigeons with her in cages. She talks to them and mumbles to herself.) Ever since I was young, I would always think of how homeless people keep warm on cold nights like tonight. We complain of being cold when we are in our insulated houses, with blankets and warm clothes, but really we are so blessed to have a home to go to, with warm clothes to wear and a bed to sleep in. I think that's why, as Christians, we should do our part for our local charities. Reminds me of the song, where one verse goes 'and they'll know we are Christians, by our love'. I really want to do something but I just don't know where to start. I guess one thing is to start rounding up some spare clothes (of which I have plenty) and blankets for the Good Sammy's Bins. But we'll see what happens hey.
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