When Brian mentioned that I should come help him serve the homeless some Friday, I agreed that I would be happy to help. There were a couple less than altruistic reasons for that...I had recently moved here, and didn't know all that many people, and I always like it when people think I'm nicer than I am.
I didn't do it because I had a huge heart for the homeless, or because God told me I should. Truth is, I didn't really have an opinion one way or the other. I guess I felt sorry for them more than anything.
However many months later, here's the truth. I need them more than they need me. They are more interested in my day than needing to talk about theirs. They are not just a bunch of uneducated, smelly, drug abusing, foul mouthed, lazy, outcasts. There are some that represent some of those things, but I personally know people that are worse at all of those things. They are just people, but people that seem more genuine, grateful, and caring than some of us "Christians"
There but for the Grace of God go I. Without the support system I have always had in place, I very easily could be numbered among them, but probably not handling it so well.
There will be pictures to follow, and I'll invite those that have internet access to friend this page and share so that you can be blessed as I have. Thanks for asking me Brian, it is a gift that I can never repay.