As I walked down the busy footpath 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 described 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 cloth 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!
My eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds that are found in
every city these days.
Wearing what can only be described 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 cloth 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!
