Hope for the Destitute

Growing up in extreme poverty, I know what it’s like to be destitute. I understand the patience that develops because of always having to wait for what usually never comes; never having the right clothes or shoes or toys; always lacking. It is a difficult life and no one seems to care— or they distance themselves. I used to wonder why kids were so mean. Didn’t their parents teach them how to have mercy?

We did not cause poverty, but it is our problem. Having mercy is the solution. If you have children in your midst, teach them to be merciful. Talk to them about kindness and the reasons why some children don’t always have the same privileges.

Many people become poor because of ignorant choices. One cannot foresee the magnitude of where those choices will take them if they were never in the company of established parents, great advisers, or if they chose to ignore sound advice. Knowledge, wisdom, and understanding is a blessing that many find hard to grasp. 

Poverty is a thief, but hope restores. Learn to have compassion and empathy.

He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer. ~Psalm 102:17 KJV