Day 4 Degage Ministries Feddema

I think we judge people based on the stereotypical things we "know" about them, while forgetting that every situation is different. Even in your own family, or school or church, nobody is really a like. Although there are similarities, there are never identical copies. So is it right for us to say that because one homeless guy we met once was stinky, smelly and gross, that they all are? On the other hand, just because I keep meeting these amazing people, I still can't say that homeless people are as a whole nice. But I can focus on the moments, the amazing, little, simple things that people are doing. George told me today that any time he can make my day is a blessing for him. One of my favorite guys told me that I always look so "fashionable." I got an uncountable amounts of thank yous from people, whether I did anything for them or not. I think one of the really amazing people there though is a man by the name of Alex; every time I unlock his locker for him or something like that, we talk. For some reason, he just makes out to be the perfect listener. Yesterday, I told him about my fear of having someone ask me to unlock their locker, and their face doesn't match the picture inside the locker. "Then what would I do?" "You just shut the locker!" He told me, "Just tell 'em dat they can't use the locker!" I laughed with him. Today he came in soaking wet, so I started to complain about the rain and he made fun of me for wearing white pants, saying how I should have checked the weather because it's supposed to rain all day. No, not all homeless people are nice; I have for sure experienced some mean ones this week. But I can say that a lot of the homeless aren't mean, that a lot of them are just willing to talk or willing to listen. Alex listens, and it's really really cool. But what he does say, I feel like I learn a lot from. He's wise, and he has so much more then I have, just in a different way. The little moments I get to be with him and other people in Degage are the greatest.