Thursday, May 27, 2010

I hate it that...

I hate it that there are single homeless mothers out there.  I can not stand the thought of a freezing cold child, clinging to his mother under a bridge. It makes me sick to my stomach.

This post is inspired by another fellow blogger, Farmer's Wife. God gives us Holy Discontent, like a  holy hatred that we are to use for his kingdom.  Being a mother is the best thing in the world and not being able to give your children what they need is a gut-wrenching feeling.   I have never been a single mother, my children have always been feed but I have a passion for HOUSING.

God wants us to have an Embassy for our family. (see previous post on Raising Kids).  Right bow our families "Embassy" is the upstairs of my in-laws house, all 400 sq ft of it, for one more  month.  I am grateful for  family who have helped us in our transition of Stephen starting  his own business and buying our house, but it is rough not having a house to call our own. I can't imagine the heart-ache of calling the underpass of a bridge  "home".

I am 2 quarters shy of my BA in Architecture and worked for an architecture firm for 4 years and completely understand most things construction. 

I have this dream  of owning a ton of rental houses, cute lil' 3 bedroom 2 bath houses that I will furnish  and decorate.   They will house homeless mothers -FREE OF CHARGE - so they can get on their feet.  They will have their own house.  I get all teary thinking about it.  It wont be a bunk in a large room.   It will be theirs.

I know what houses to buy and for cheap (foreclosure, short sale).  I will fix them up, not just throw down some new carpet, but really fix them up, nice furniture, beautifully decorated so they feel like a real person, not just a charity case.  They are CHILDREN of GOD and I want them to know that they deserve the best and that GOD LOVES them.

Oh, I could go on and on but that is what I will be working on once we have the funds. What a great way to homeschool and really teach our children what matters. Teach them to build, teach them to give, teach them to LOVE.

2 comments:

Em @ Bunch of Scrap said...

You are so sweet. There is actually a program here in our town. It's a large victorian house downtown that they turned into a kind of hotel for mother's and kids. They can live there for a certain amount of time but they must either go to school or work to find a job. Once they have a job they are given an apartment or duplex unit that a man in town has bought up and set aside for these ladies. They are given one year free to get on their feet. I think it is WONDERFUL and would love to be able to help people like that as well ;) Did you find some sweaters? I saw another pair of sweater leg warmers that I want to copy ;) I'll have to post about it when I get them done!

audrey said...

I love this post. That picture makes me cry. What an awesome dream you have.

"beautifully decorated so they feel like a real person, not just a charity case. They are CHILDREN of GOD and I want them to know that they deserve the best and that GOD LOVES them." - LOVE this!