Poverty Knows No Zip Code

But whoso hath this world’s good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him? 1 John 3:17

Christmas is but a few days away and many have completed their shopping, some have just started and a number of you have turned away from the commercialism of shopping altogether.

Each year, notable organizations, charities and television outlets make an appeal to have coats, toys and food donated for those economically unable to provide these things for themselves.

suburban-povertyHowever, with all the holiday appeals, I wonder, have any of these organizations consider the poor living in the suburbs?

From my viewpoint, I think this is where the anger is generated over the years from the population of folks who do not live in the city.

The underlying disappointment comes about because it seems like the same groups of people living in specific areas in the country are given help quicker than someone who may not live in a row house or apartment building.

Let’s deal with the facts of everyday life folks.

Poverty knows no zip code or color.

Poverty doesn’t discriminate either.

I know what it is like to lack. And it is not a Good Times television sitcom.

Now, I want to also state for the record that I am not blaming the receivers of these donations.

When the appeal for donations are asked each year, people respond thinking probably more on those living in poverty in the city than those living in the suburbs.

Is it intentional? I don’t think so. I just think that the organizers and committees of these good-intention decision-makers think only specific demographics are in need.

But this way of thinking has to end…and I don’t believe I am the only one who has thought about this very subject.

I truly thank the Lord for seeing me through hard times of poverty. Lack has instilled in me a first-hand experience of having empathy for all of humanity.

Life isn’t easy to live, especially when you may get hit suddenly with unemployment, homelessness or a terminal sickness.

Living now in what used to be towns of farmers and is now a up and coming growing community outside of the City of Philadelphia, I can testify and assure you that the poor still remain within even wealthy communities (e.g. nannies, housekeepers, caregivers, lawn workers, etc)

But, when I watch news stories during the holiday season, it is noticeable that their reporting of giving is focus on the same inner cities  receiving donations but those in our neck of the woods are being overlooked.

So today, I am making an appeal to all those good-intention organizations, charities and news outlets to revamp the way they distribute their donations in the future.

This is what I decided to do; I am re-engineering that famous Christmas story title of “Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus”.

Here is my take on the above. “Yes America, There Are Poor People Living in the Suburbs.”

Perhaps this post will find its way on the desk of a kind and cheerful newspaper editor who will pass on this message to those groups who keep forgetting that poverty is everywhere.

May you all show the true reason for this season and have a Merry Christmas!

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2016 The Year of Our Lord