|From Kansas City|
At this point, in the Kansas City Midtown area I'm familiar with most of the people living on the street. I'm reminded daily that they allow me to survive - keep the possessions I have and keep me safe through prayer and physical safety. In exchange I provide food and whatever resources I can why I'm here. We have a symbiotic relationship.
Until Branson Police Chief Carroll McCollough allowed officers to threaten my life, I didn't ever really think I could be one of these people. Until McCollough and Branson Mayor Raeanne Presley suspended the rights of the United States and Missouri Constitution I figured as a journalist I'd be protected. I now know what a Godless regime can mean to the people oppressed by wicked leaders and what the suspension of a free-press can mean.
I feel fortunate, blessed and have been provided for in ways I can't thank God enough for. I have an abundance of food, clothing and shelter from the storms that are plaguing the homeless here. Churches and libraries offer temporary shelter - a safe haven from Kansas City's fifth season - here in KC there is Summer - Winter - Spring - Fall and Monsoon.
Though it has been raining constantly - the rain is warm. It's winter I'm most worried about. On Sunday I'll be recieving the first round of Freeze Proof blankets - a church is providing them after hearing my cry. If anyone in Branson has a mummy bag they're willing to donate - you could keep a fellow child-of-God alive this winter.
For a full size image see the Branson Edge Photoblog - Andre Sleeps Under Kansas City Bridge