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Urban Missionaries We are Catholics who bring the presence of Jesus to the streets.

Yesterday was the 800th anniversary of the death of St. Francis of Assisi.  Both Urban Missionaries and our patron, St. ...
10/05/2026

Yesterday was the 800th anniversary of the death of St. Francis of Assisi. Both Urban Missionaries and our patron, St. Charles de Foucauld, are in his spiritual debt. St. Charles has even been called "another St. Francis". Like Francis, we wander city streets and can only sigh with him, "Love is not loved." God is so forgotten, though God has not forgotten us. St. Francis was called the "poverello", or 'little poor man', while St. Charles always tried to take the lowest place. Charles famously said that Jesus went so far down in His humility for us that nobody could take the 'lowest place' from Him. For our part, we have gone into homeless camps more than a thousand times, as well as walking amongst prostitutes, and in doing so we have gone to the lowest places and seen the saddest things. Francis was famous for embracing lepers, the greatest outcasts of his time, and we try to do the same, hoping only for friendship. Finally, Francis and Charles were both great lovers of God, and that's what we aspire to be as well.

St. Charles owed his priestly vocation to a Poor Clare mother superior whom he worked under as sacristan and laborer while he lived on the monastery grounds in a tool shed at Nazareth. He always resisted the priestly call, feeling unworthy like St. Francis, but the Poor Clares (part of the Franciscan family) prevailed.

The reliquary shown includes St. Francis in the middle left, while featuring two Franciscan saints at the top (Sts. John Joseph of the Cross and Pascal Baylon). St. John was also a saint of the "lowest place", preferring the most menial tasks and an ascetic life (both Francis and Charles were profound ascetics), while St. Pascal was known as a great adorer of the Eucharist, and is the patron saint of Eucharistic congresses. Reliquaries like the one shown were typically made by cloistered nuns, and this one hails from Italy.

We were blessed with some surprising news the other day.  In the midst of handing out snack bags, a small figure waded t...
10/05/2026

We were blessed with some surprising news the other day. In the midst of handing out snack bags, a small figure waded through the crowd and snuck up right in front of me. I looked down and was surprised by her big smile and sunny face; her face illumined in the sun by countless freckles and strawberry blond hair. She asked if I recognized her, and I had a Jesuitical moment and simply nodded. She saw through my embarrassment and said, "It's Meg!" I apologized and said something lame about cancer treatment affecting my brain, and she proceeded to tell me everything I missed in her life while I was off receiving treatment.

The reason I didn't recognize her is because she barely resembled the woman I've known on the streets since 2017. Normally, Meg was harried, angry and volatile though she has always been kind to us. Her face was always strained and upset; a far cry from the peaceful happy woman before me! What happened? Well, after a long time on the streets, she and her ever-present boyfriend entered a tiny home/rehab community and decided to get clean. As Meg put it, "Unlike most of the people in the community, we actually followed what they said, followed their program, and we've been clean for over a year!" She also said that they will be getting their own apartment this week thanks to rent assistance from a local Christian non-profit. Glory be to God!

I hope Meg looks in the mirror and sees the new woman she's become. God can make all things new. Meanwhile, plenty of our other street friends have been turned out of their shelters and tiny home communities as those communities close one after another. The reasons are many: mismanagement, a lack of public funds, addicts simply living there without a commitment to change, and on and on. But as more addicts return to living on the streets, we can give thanks for Meg and her boyfriend, and may the Holy Spirit continue to revive the hearts of God's people.

Love in the Ruins.The homeless have been living in an old 50's era burned down apartment complex.  It's constructed like...
09/24/2026

Love in the Ruins.

The homeless have been living in an old 50's era burned down apartment complex. It's constructed like a vintage motel from the Route 66 days, with multiple single story buildings spread about in a square or rectangle. Like parts of Route 66, time has passed it by, and it is not even accessible by road anymore. The road has vanished, replaced by the Springwater corridor trail.

In the background you'll notice some of our Hispanic missionaries praying with native Spanish speakers. We're blessed to always have bilingual missionaries amongst us. That wasn't the case for our first eight years.

We brought our relic of St. Margaret of Cortona on our walk amongst the prostitutes.  St. Margaret was a perfect choice,...
09/22/2026

We brought our relic of St. Margaret of Cortona on our walk amongst the prostitutes. St. Margaret was a perfect choice, not just because she is one of the patronesses of prostitutes, but because her own life shared some similarities with the teenage prostitutes we would later meet. Like the girls, St. Margaret lost a parent early, and then her remaining parent brought home a person that poisoned the family home. St. Margaret rebelled as a teenager, and ran away from home with a dashing knight to live as his live-in lover.

Early in our walk, we met a large group of friendly teen girls. They were staying at a hotel notorious for prostitution, and they offered what we later confirmed was a cover story: they were celebrating the birthday of one of the girls (Maya), who wore a little princess crown, and Maya's mother (whom we also met) was their chaperone. It was all very dubious, but we hoped against hope. They enjoyed our long prayer circle with them, each chose a rosary, and they filmed everything to post on TikTok. [I searched TikTok, but couldn't find anything]. Colleen led the prayers like a saint of old, especially focusing on healing wounds, family-related and otherwise. I felt a prompting from the Holy Spirit, and added a few words about their future lives, about the spouse they would one day have and even future children. It seemed that God wanted them to know that their present circumstances are not permanent. They have a future, and it is a future completely different than their past.

The girls couldn't seem to get enough of us, and as we ministered to the homeless addicts of the area, the girls kept exiting the motel and talking to us. Finally we went on our way to find more homeless and returned to the area later that night, only to find the girls in different clothing, prostituting. Our hearts sank. Some of the girls were clearly of high school age. Edgar would later fume that the police drove back and forth, but never did anything. The police only seem to do their "stings" or round-ups every couple months. The girls seemed to know the facade was up, but we still looked upon them with love and good cheer, though I'm sure we couldn't hide our disappointment.

We're grateful that St. Margaret led the way on our walk, encased in a glass vase in one of our wagons. The graces were palpable on the walk, and we entrust all of the girls to St. Margaret and Our Lady of Sorrows (her national shrine, The Grotto, is right by the motel). Please pray for Maya, her "mom", Katrina, Sunshine, Precious, Yassinia, Melinda, Jenny, et al.

It's been a couple years since we broke out our vintage French processional banner.  Edgar and his mom proudly carried t...
09/21/2026

It's been a couple years since we broke out our vintage French processional banner. Edgar and his mom proudly carried the banner up Foster Road and along the Springwater trail. Edgar was delighted when passing motorists would give us cheers and honks. We were tickled at the streak of rainbow in the photo with the bumpersticker that read, "Not today Satan".

Buzz has been living in a tiny home in the back of a Mexican restaurant ever since he put his life on the line and thwar...
09/19/2026

Buzz has been living in a tiny home in the back of a Mexican restaurant ever since he put his life on the line and thwarted a robbery and assault at the restaurant. Buzz just happened to be in the area when the robbery occurred, and now the restaurant is his home after the owner built him the home as a gesture of gratitude. That was five years ago, and now Buzz is feeling older and his health is failing. Please pray for him. He is a good man. Also, another long-time street friend, James, was in the parking lot, debilitated by back problems. He could also use prayers. May Buzz and James find healing and eternal life in God.

Yesterday I was internally "nagged" that we should walk The Grotto area this coming Friday where the prostitutes typical...
09/16/2026

Yesterday I was internally "nagged" that we should walk The Grotto area this coming Friday where the prostitutes typically congregate. This part of our work was put on hold for the nearly two years I was dealing with leukemia. I gave in to the nagging voice and asked Nick el-Hajj if we can do it. He gave the thumbs up. The nagging stopped. Then later that evening I realized it was the feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. Where do the prostitutes walk? Right by the monastery entrance to the Shrine of Our Lady of Sorrows, commonly called 'The Grotto'. Our Lady of Sorrows, nagger of Scott, please intercede for Kia, Kaye, Starlight, Diamond, Nina, Jay, TT, Peter, and all who need healing from the wounds of prostitution.

Today in 1858 our founder and patron was born.  While St. Charles de Foucauld didn't start Urban Missionaries while on E...
09/15/2026

Today in 1858 our founder and patron was born. While St. Charles de Foucauld didn't start Urban Missionaries while on Earth, he certainly got it going from Heaven. He sought me ought as Jesus sought out the Twelve Apostles. I am immensely grateful. Our lives can touch and become beautifully intertwined with so many others if we just set out and walk after Jesus. Happy Birthday Charles!

Today I finished my final milestone in coming back from leukemia.  With Edgar's help, we made 32 jumbo burritos from scr...
09/11/2026

Today I finished my final milestone in coming back from leukemia. With Edgar's help, we made 32 jumbo burritos from scratch, and gave them away along SE Foster Rd. Our homeless friends declared that they were "fantastic". The burritos included seasoned ground beef, refried beans, sour cream, shredded cheese and salsa. The burritos were an Urban Missionaries tradition that was put on hiatus for a couple years, but we are SO back!

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