Lambscroft Ministries

Shoulder of Support for the Homeless and Poor

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PARKLIFE, TERRY & LIFE

  • Hi friends! We continue to work on spreading the word about PARKLIFE: A benefit to help us raise the final monies needed to finish out The Cookery! Help us spread the word!!!! 
  • Update on Terry Kemper! Terry is home and on her way to regaining strength. Her spirits are up. She still needs our prayers and support. Doctors have found cancer in 6 of her 33 lymph nodes; so her fight continues! She is taking some time to get stronger and regain some weight before doctors will proceed on treatment. 
  • It’s the middle of summer and we at Lambscroft are low on supplies. We are in need of: 
  1. men’s underwear
  2. men’s socks
  3. athlete’s foot cream
  4. small/travel size shampoos
  5. athlete foot cream or powders
  6. cots, air mattresses and bedding

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Upper Room Tonight

Hi friends! We are always humbled by how God provides for the needs of this ministry. This ministry exists to fill the needs of others. Our homeless and street friends, the poor, those struggling economically and barely able to make rent. We are grateful to receive food donations several times a week. Thank you to our donors! Would you consider helping us get through these summer months by giving a financial gift of any amount? It goes to pay electricity, water and fuel costs for the Lambscroft van (which is used for food pickups and dropping off our men after Upper Room). Make a one time gift or support us monthly! go to www.lambscroft.org and click on the DONATE button for a secure online contribution. thank you for partnering with us!!

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Update on Terry

Hi LC Family and Friends!

Just wanted to update you all on Terry. Continue to pray for her recovery time. This time is vital for her. She has had a fever several times. Comes and goes. She is better today. She is up and walking, doing her exercises. But it is a painful and exhausting process. Terry is in great spirits despite the pain. We continue to ask for prayer covering during this time. She is not yet ready to have visitors come and go. But feel free to post a message and we will get it to her. She is so thankful for the outpouring of love and support from family, friends and even strangers! Let’s continue lift her up to the Father for a speedy and amazing recovery.

Thank you all!

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Better Days

“And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days.”John Rzeznik 

“Pray for better days.” Three times this request came last night as I asked my friends in our community of the homeless and poor how we could pray for them individually. Better days. One added and a better life. 

“What would that look like?” I asked one. “A job, a house, and my family.” he replied. And I wondered what that looked like to each one at that point, not just those we serve, but us, all of us as a people. What does a better day look like?

I think of it, think of the detail of our lives. The intricate weaving of those things that make our lives what they are. The bad days, the good, the better, the best. We all are living through something, if we haven’t we will. It maybe illness, it maybe loss, it maybe life altering, it perhaps is life as beautiful as it can be. Yet I wonder with all the talk of living our best lives now, if we actually do?

Sometimes we think we know what we want from this life? Yet do we? I wonder too if what seems so ideal to us actual is or is it an illusion, a thing to take our attention in front of what is ours to have? I wonder how much we appreciate what is already present? What we have been given? I wonder if everything were gone from us, all a distant day for us, what would we deem most valuable, most important and vital? At the end of the day what is it that truly matters?

Better days…. the desire for something different than right now, the hope of something added to our existence, the want of something more. Better days…. what does that look like to you?
by The Eternal Project (Volunteer Rebecca Graceson)

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Snowy Day

What a night at Upper Room. It took many 4 hours or more just to make it. Still had men walking in from the snow at 9:30PM. We ran out of blankets and cots and air mattresses…but not out of Love….Pray for our friends! 

Many regulars walked in tonight…but many new faces made their way here as well. One of the last men that came in had tears streaming down his face. Cold. Tired from the walk. New. Didn’t know whether he would be received or turned away. It breaks my heart. Not to see a grown man cry, but to feel the burden and sorrow of a soul who carries more than the weight of his backpack. 

If he would truly receive that Jesus carried the weight for him already…as He made His way to the cross. If we would only receive that truth…how our lives would change. But here we are; those with and without homes. We may have or have not, but we all share in the same dilemma. We walk around with weight on our backs…in our hearts. Sometimes cold. Tired from lugging it around everywhere we go. If we would realize that Jesus is inviting us to lay aside the weight and sin which so easily ensnares us… (Hebrews 12:1).

So, here we are…at Upper Room. A full house… new faces… same, consistent Love, Who walks around and touches hearts by using ordinary folks to love their neighbor. Even when their neighbor doesn’t have a physical home. 

On this cold, snowy day we saw many sparkling diamonds all around… No, I’m not referring to the snowflakes, though they are beautiful! We saw many through the eyes of Jesus… and they sparkled. We saw beyond the natural and looked past the rough exterior. There are diamonds that can be found in dark places. Many could be seen at Upper Room tonight. What a treasure!


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The Face of Homelessness

(Written by Eric Cunningham)

Homelessness has a face we see it most everyday

It’s the man on the corner holding his sign

Asking for food as his pay

Or an elderly woman in dingy ole clothes

Pushing a cart on her way

Or the drunk or a bum or a forgotten vet

Searching for a place just to lay

It is also often a battered, beaten wife

Trying to care for her child

Or an abandoned youth or a pregnant young girl 

Trying to survive in the wild

But sometimes the face is a wealthy Exec

Wallowing in failure and despair

Or a broken down spouse left by their mate

Alone and no longer a pair

The face could be smiling 

Or soaked with their tears

From a life full of pain

And facing their fears

So please pray for the children without a home

For each lost precious soul wandering alone

For those crippled or lame or missing a leg

Those hopeless and hungry who only can beg

The poor and the weary, the confused and depressed

Men, women and children who are so distressed

And pray that the face you see in the mirror

Will never be Homeless or lonely with fear

Give thanks to the Father in Heaven above

For the home He’s preparing for those in His love.