I wish I could give everyone a helping hand…
Over the years, I’ve had people stay with me, people I didn’t always know so well. I took risks because it seemed likenthe right thing to do. I was never scared that these people would have I’ll will towards me. And as far as I know, they didn’t.
I wish I could give everyone a helping hand. It’s hard to pass through downtown Atlanta and miss the very obvious homeless problem. It’s not unusual for someone to ask me for money. Actually, if I’m standing in he right area, I could get asked quite a few times by quite a few different people in a matter of just a few people.
I pass by the homeless shelter everyday on my way home. One day last week, I saw a woman that was obviously a stud sitting on the sidewalk with who I assumed was her partner. There was a circle of small children surrounding them. My heart cracked.
I don’t ever wonder how these people got to this point. I know how they got there. I just always wish I could do more for them.
An address and regular meals is enough to motivate anyone. While I know it’s not always that simple, I know that sometimes it is.