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I make a quick stop at a local fast food restaurant for some food and meet a homeless gentleman at the door. He is panhandling, which is...

Brushing the experiences of the previous night off their faces, putting on possibly the only set of clothing they own; making their way...

However, to get to that point in its life there’s a journey and a fight requiring strength and determination. There are 4 stages in the...

We can all look at the same piece of art, read the same book, see the same movie and feel and take away something completely different;...

It’s a safe place where you are accepted exactly as you are. There is no judgment; just unconditional community, support and love....

Larissa’s Journey is a blog series featuring one of the young people in the Innercity Arts program that began on November 26, 2018. We...

Larissa’s Journey is a blog series that we hope will offer insight and understanding into the lives of one of the young people in the...

Our Administrative Assistant, Gaby, is normally busy working at the office. But recently, she had the opportunity to visit our drop-in...

I’m not talking about the stories of trauma, tragedy or loss which I have – sadly – come to expect. No, I’m talking about something a...

Our love of nurturing nature in this simple way brings great joy. While most of us understand the need to nurture God’s creation, helping...

One of these uniquely complex stories involve a gentleman by the name of ‘Jim.’ I have been blessed with the opportunity to help him as...

I was reminded of this recently when a former client called us from Toronto. She and her husband had been struggling with serious...

Several months later I am sitting in a coffee shop and who comes over out of the blue, but my new street friend. He tells me how his life...

I have been asked if we had the following items from different people who have come to our door at different times. Things like: pens,...

One of those individuals who I have met while on street outreach is “Bob.” Bob has been living on the streets for many years. I count it...

Yet he was not cared for in the same way as he was made, left with many stains of abandonment and abuse. Over time, alcohol, depression...

The whole night went by and we handed out the usual: sandwiches, socks, juice boxes. Finally, as we were ending our shift, one of the...

It was the end of the day at our drop-in and I was getting ready to clean up the Foot Care Station. I had been there for four hours,...

And yet, they are all there with the same message: “I want your attention.” The reward in the discovery of a “blur” is like a box waiting...

Beth comes every Wednesday all the way from the outskirts of Ottawa to the downtown core, where she has been volunteering at the Office...