Okay, lately I’ve been spending all of my time reading about Spain in 1937, but I have to tell you that when I get some time for fiction, there’s a novel that sounds super interesting. Squat.
Yes, that’s the title. And even the description about the book reminded me of this summer when I was in Boston. A friend had bought a dessert and then was too full to eat it. I suggested he give it to one of the homeless men on the street.
The first one we came across was Charles. He was a Vietnam vet and got kicked out of the homeless shelter for drinking. At first, he looked at our offering warily. Then he took it with a huge smile spreading over his face.
“Wow, you doing this means more to me than a million bucks. Now I know Someone is looking out for me.”
Gee, I thought as I shook Charles’ hand. It was just a brownie dessert.
Remembering Charles makes me want to check this book out . . . and help the homeless at the same time! Here’s a short description.
Have you ever been in a big city and noticed a homeless person? Did you cross the street to avoid him? Did you give him money thinking that he would probably go blow it on alcohol or drugs? Did you wonder if you should just take him out to dinner? Did you think about bringing him home to give him a shower, a warm meal, and a place to lay his head?
Did you ever wonder how he lives? Where he eats? What he does during the day?
Did you question why our government with all its projects hasn’t helped out these people better? People with mental problems, health problems, alcohol problems, drug problems, or abusive problems? What about those who just need a helping hand to get them a job and a place to live?
What about Christians? Why aren’t we helping them more? Why are we ignoring the hunger pangs of the people in our back yard?
Taylor Field has some answers to these questions in his novel, Squat, that came out September 1st.
Squat brings you through 24 hours in the life of a homeless man named Squid. Taylor Field brings the reality of New York’s inner city to light. He doesn’t leave out the smells, squallar, and ugliness. He doesn’t leave out the alcolhol, drugs, and self-abuse. He shows it like it is because he knows what it is like. Taylor Field has worked since 1986 in the inner city of New York where he is pastor of East Seventh Baptist Church/Graffiti Community Ministries.
The best thing about this book is that all author proceeds from Squat will go to Graffiti Community Ministries, Inc., a service arm of the East Seventh Street Baptist Church on the Lower East Side of Manhattan where Field preaches.
“We live in a squat. We don’t know squat. We don’t have squat. We don’t do squat. We don’t give a squat. People say we’re not worth squat.”
If you want to know more, please visit The SQUAT Website!
To order Squat, click HERE.
(This review has been written by Mimi Pearson, Assistant Dir. CFBA)