Hey Guys.

Well- it's been almost 7 months since my car accident. I am still struggling through my injuries everyday. I still haven't returned to work or any of my normal activities- which honestly has been extremely depressing. I miss work and soccer a lot. My full time job now is appointments and resting- it still amazes me that my injuries are this long lasting, but at the same time, all my practitioners told me it would be a long road of recovery. Patience is truly a virtue.

I've been struggling with church. I have problems sitting and standing for certain amounts of time. It's hard to stand and socialize in church or even sit for a whole sermon without having back and neck pain. It's been discouraging to the point where I don't even want to go at all. I tried to get hooked up with the young adults around here but I get discouraged when I can't involve myself in activities because of my injuries.

Financially - not working for 7 months has taken a toll- I'm over my head in debt- I struggle to make ends meet on what money I do receive- I've come to a point where I am done worrying about money because this entire time- at the end of the day I always have food and shelter....

Today i met a man named Donny. He was picking cans outside by my house. I walked up to him and asked him if he was hungry- I think I caught him off guard- he said he was very hungry- i told him to wait there and I brought him back out some fruit- He told me he's so happy because he never gets to have fruit- the food at the shelters is usually picked over. He showed me his hand and explained that his thumb was cut off in an accident- he used to be a baker and because of his accident he can't work- and no one will hire him. I wanted to tell him I was in the same boat but clearly I'm not - as I stood in the doorway of my house with my nice clothes and my jeep parked beside him.. AH I just want to scream! If it weren't for my friends and family I would have EASILY been in his boat- on the street, scraping by. WHY are these people stricken by injury left to fend for themselves!

I've felt for a long time that God was calling me to Victoria to work with homeless people. I feel stuck and restricted! I want to walk the streets and share with them. I want to go to the seed and work. I don't see purpose in my injuries yet! I don't see what I am doing here, simply going to my appointments and trying to get better.

I want to give a voice to those people who are injured or sick for reasons they could not control. Welfare barely pays enough to live on and unless you're living in social housing its hard for these people to even live with a roof over their heads! Not to mention the debt they have racked up trying to get better. I just want to run to the parliament ( and by run I mean walk slowly) and nail this injustice to the door.

Maybe this is why I was injured- I truly see how these people get so down and out that they are looking for cans in the alley. They are some ones son or daughter.... but we forget they are even people.

Please pray for my injuries. Please pray that I will run into Donny again. I feel like I need to know more of his story.

I don't believe that there is a cure for Poverty. If someone has more, someone will always have less. I believe that we need to find the solution so when someone falls into Poverty, we can easily lift them out.

Please pray Kaleo