I Was Walking Down A Busy Street
Dear Pastor,
I walked down the busy street, knowing I was late for an important meeting. My eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds that are found in every city these days.
Wearing what can only be describes as rags, carrying every worldly possession in two plastic bags, my heart was touched by this person’s condition.
Some people turned to stare. Others quickly looked away as if the sight would somehow contaminate them.
Recalling some long ago Sunday school admonition to ‘care for the sick, feed the hungry, and clothe the naked.’ I was moved by some powerful inner urge to reach out to this unfortunate person.
Yes, where some people saw only rags, I saw a hidden beauty. A small voice inside my head called out, ‘Reach out, reach out and touch this person’!
So I did……….
I won’ t be in church this Sunday!
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Where is the picture that goes with this story ?
The picture is needed to make the story funny.
As what we see here in the Philippines less unfortunate people are every where.., they always blame the Government why they are poor!! I dont agree with that perception because we are gifted !!!
Laziness makes them poor!!