Seeing the Unseen: My Heart for Helping the Homeless in London

Over the past few years , God has been softening my heart in a way I didn’t expect. Living in London, it’s impossible not to overlook how many people are facing homelessness, sleeping outside, struggling to stay warm, unseen by the crowds that rush past them each day. But recently, I’ve started seeing them differently. Not as “strangers on the pavement,” but as souls. As children of God.

And with that shift in my perspective came a quiet but undeniable calling.

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A Monthly Giveaway: Small Bags, Big Intentions

I decided to start a monthly giveaway for homeless individuals in London. Each person receives a bag filled with food, water, a brochure with local resources, and a Bible.

I pay for everything myself even while covering the expenses of starting my business and managing my own financial responsibilities. But God kept whispering to my heart:

“Give, and it will be given to you.”

So I chose to obey. Because they deserve to be seen. They deserve dignity. They deserve hope. They deserve to know that someone cares not just about their survival, but about their ability to truly live again.

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The Mindsets I Grew Up With

Growing up, I was taught to only give homeless people food or water but never money. The reasoning was always the same:

“You don’t know what they’ll use it for.”

“If you give them cash, they might spend it in ways that won’t help them.”

“If you help them too much, they’ll expect something from you next time.”

That teaching shaped how I viewed the homeless for years. It taught me caution, but also distance. It taught me to give just enough to ease my conscience, but not enough to see the person standing in front of me.

And without realising it, I internalised beliefs that made me treat them like people I had to protect myself from, instead of people I was called to love.

God has been undoing that gently.

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Confronting My Own Fears

I also want to be honest there were moments when I felt uncomfortable approaching homeless men. Not because they were homeless, but because of past experiences with men who objectified or intimidated me. Those experiences shaped my instincts and made me hesitant at times.

But even in that, God spoke to me.

He reminded me that serving the vulnerable will sometimes require stepping into uncomfortable spaces. And that He goes with me.

Every time He leads me to help someone—especially homeless men—despite my old fears or weariness, I know something greater is happening. He’s stretching my compassion. Strengthening my confidence. Healing the places in me that once held fear.

God is showing me that courage is not the absence of discomfort.

It’s choosing love even when it feels daunting.

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A Change of Heart: Repentance & Recognition

I need to acknowledge the truth: there was a time when I treated homeless people like second-class citizens. I didn’t say it aloud, but my actions revealed it. I avoided eye contact. I walked faster. I crossed the street.

But God began convicting me.

He revealed the hardness I didn’t realise had settled in my heart—the same hardness many people carry toward the homeless. It’s easy to become desensitised in a busy city. Easy to pass judgment. Easy to forget that the person on the pavement was once a child with dreams, a heart, a home.

Repentance opened my eyes.

Grace softened my heart.

And compassion began to grow again.

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Why I Continue—Even When It’s Hard

There are moments when the weight of financial strain makes my generosity feel unrealistic. There are days when I wonder if I can truly afford it. And there are times when stepping up to help, especially as a woman navigating the world carefully, feels emotionally heavy.

But then I remember the faces.

The gratitude.

The hope that flickers into their eyes even if it's only for a moment.

Seeing someone realise, “I am not invisible,” is enough to keep me going.

I don’t want them to merely survive.

I want them to thrive.

I want them to encounter God’s love in a way that restores their dignity and strengthens their spirit.

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Children of God, Not Forgotten Faces

Every homeless person carries a story. A heartbreak. A history. A sacred worth that cannot be taken away.

They are not burdens.

They are not forgotten.

They are not less deserving of care, respect, or compassion.

They are children of God.

And I want them to know they are seen, heard, and loved—not just by a stranger on the street, but by the Creator of the universe.

Prayer For The Unseen

Dear Heavenly Father, I thank You for Your love that transcends beyond our imagination and beyond comparison as it knows no bounds. I thank You because it is Your Spirit that dwells within us that helps us see the very faults in ourselves so that true transformation can begin.

With every encounter, may people see Christ in us. And with every bag given, may seeds of hope be planted—restoring hearts, renewing faith, and drawing them back to You, the One who saves and heals.

I pray they encounter You in a way that brings financial breakthrough, renewed strength, and lasting hope. Bless them with abundance, joy, and the assurance that their Heavenly Father deeply loves and cherishes them.

In Jesus' Name.

Amen.

If You Feel Led to Support This Mission

This work is something I’ve chosen to do out of obedience to God and love for those who are struggling. I don’t receive outside funding, and everything for these monthly giveaway bags comes directly from my own personal income and the little resources I have while growing my start-up.

Some people have asked how they can help or be part of this mission. If God places it on your heart to contribute, any amount—big or small—will go directly toward food, water, essentials, and Bibles for homeless individuals across London.

You can send donations to the business bank account here:

Business Bank Name:MYPREPPYDIARIES LTD

Account Number:47937642

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Your support helps extend compassion, dignity, and hope to those who are often overlooked. And whether you choose to give financially, pray, or simply spread awareness, I am deeply grateful.

All donations go directly toward creating monthly giveaway bags for homeless individuals in London—covering food, water, hygiene essentials, resource brochures, and Bibles. I do not take a personal profit from any contributions. This is not a registered charity; it is a personal mission funded through my own resources and supported by anyone who feels led to give.

Your generosity is voluntary, and you should only donate if you genuinely feel called or comfortable doing so.

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