Last week I met a guy named Bindi.
Bindi doesn’t look like your average homeless man, however Bindi is
clean cut, wears nice casual clothes, and a brown Nike hat. I talked
to him last week and shared why I was here in Dublin, etc. That
opened a door to him breaking down and telling me his story, Bindi is
from Vietnam. He explained to me that he misses his family so much,
and that they went through major persecution. At the time he was a
small teen but he has very fond memories that haunt him daily. His
family had to face either being tormented to death or deny Christ.
He explained to me that when he was trying to leave his country that
his aunt was burned over 20 times by a cigarette…and 
screamed to
death. Along with other members of his family they were also
persecuted and were tormented to death.. Bindi was the only one who
got away.
Tonight I sat with Bindi and asked him
how his day was, looking into my eyes I could see how wore out and
hurt he was. He answered “not good, I’m having a terrible day”!
I began to dig a little deeper and he poured out to me something that
I wasn’t expecting. He told me that he’s depressed, tired, lonely,
and wants to end it all. That he lives on the streets and sometimes
he meets new people and they let him stay for a week, but then hes
out back on the street. He said that its hard to find a job because
when your over 60 in Ireland there aren’t many jobs.. Then he said he
didn’t want to live, he wants to end his own life because there’s no
hope. He explained to me that he’s been having dreams, and
flashbacks of the persecution that his family went though, it haunts
him when he sleeps. (What was I to do, I have never been through
something like this?) I told him that thats not the easy way out,
that God is the one who chooses our destiny, and if he wasn’t
supposed to be here he wouldn’t have let him get away during the
persecution, God saved him and spared him his life and he has big
plans for him. (But how do u tell someone this when they have no
job, no family, no friends, no money, no place to sleep, no hope!!!??
) I prayed with Bindi …..that he will have peace, he will be able
to sleep at night, that God WILL supply all his needs and he will
take care of him no matter what! I made him promise that I will see
him again on Thursday …bc in my mind I gave him a few more days to
hold on to make me a promise that I will see him again.
I’m going to give him the info for the
center here that takes in people that are suicidal.
Please keep Bindi in your prayers and
also me so I would have the right words to say to him every time I
see him.
