Here’s a short story from one of our friends that didn’t make it into our Christmas newsletter.
Christmas Past at StreetHope
As the frigid bitter winds blew just before Christmas and all the big expectations and hopes seem to be crushed by the stinging pain of rejection culminating with the pangs of Winter, I was walking by a quaint old house on Mason Street (Henrietta Fleming’s old house) all lit up in Christmas Splendour. I was just thinking how cozy and warm it looked when a familiar gentleman I had noticed before invited me to come inside where it was warm. This man exuded an officious friendly manner and I immediately felt welcome.
Rick was his name and he informed me that there was a young woman going through a rough time inside the house and to be patient. Also in the house was Barbara, Rick’s partner in God’s work. She had immediately attended me with a delicious cup of soup and neat little treats.
The Spirit of Jesus and Christmas was alive and well at StreetHope that certain Christmas five years ago and stil is, even though we congregate in a souped up (no pun intended) 1980′s R.V. The company of Rick, Barbara, and the young lady was welcoming and nurturing, leaving me with a warm inviting spirit that I felt was “Totally priceless” and myself feeling not really worthy of God’s infinite Love. The precious gift of Jesus is really just like that invitation from StreetHope and is offered to everyone who accepts him.
by Mark Idczak, a man who loves the old gospel songs and also the music of Caruso, Connie Francis, Elvis and Jeannette Macdonald and loves Jesus Big Time!!


Dear Friend of Street Hope,
Streethope invites the stranger in. Without exception Streethope welcomes the homeless, the prostitute, the drug addict, the drug dealer, the criminal, the lonely, the hungry, the unemployed, the working poor, the mentally ill, the young and the old… Streethope welcomes them all. Hungry, wet, cold and lonely they come to the motor home. We work to be attentive when a person is so high on drugs that they make no sense. We listen to their stories and try to feel their pain.
It’s been a year since we started using the StreetHope RV to reach out to people in the North Park area and we are grateful that our hopes and prayers have been answered.
