I'm so ashamed! I'm so ashamed! (Ruby)

Ruby and I stood on a Skid Row street corner, and her face lit up as I asked he if she had ever held a job. "Yes," she answered, "I was a secretary. I worked at Universal Studios, and at the Hall of Administration. I had good jobs. I love to work, but you can't get a job without an address."

Have you ever thought about it - - "You can't get a job without an address." Ruby is homeless because of her addiction to crack cocaine, and she talked longingly about her life before crack. "I don't have proper clothes. I feel so bad all the time, and I'm scared down here on Skid Row. My kids don't want to see me like this. I don't want my mother to see me looking like this. I'm so ashamed! I'm so ashamed," she sobbed.

I held Ruby in my arms as her body heaved with her sobbing. I assured her that God is not ashamed of her, even if she is ashamed of herself. She told me that she used to watch my late husband, Fred, on television every Sunday, when she had a home, and a TV, never dreaming that one day she would end up down here on Skid Row. But when trials and difficulties hit her life, she didn't have an anchor to cling to, and her life was wrecked, just as surely as a child's tiny paper boat is wrecked in the ocean waves.

I am so grateful that I could tell Ruby that God’s love for her, and He is waiting to forgive her, to deliver her, and make her His child. God’s everlasting love and forgiveness is what brought my late husband, Fred to Skid Row back in the 1940s, and this is our only message today for all of our precious friends on these streets.

Please, will you pray for these precious souls? Will you help us reach them for Christ? You may donate online, http://fjm.org/donate

And when you get into bed tonight, please remember my friends here on the streets.

Blessings,

Willie L. Jordan