"Pure and lasting religion in sight of the
Lord our God means that we must care for
orphans and widows in their troubles and
refuse to let the world corrupt us." james1:27
We pass by them like they're a statue made simply out of stone, not a living breathing struggling human being trying to talk with another. We avoid eye contact like an awkward conversation, when looking into the eyes of anyone could prove that maybe somebody cares. We change sides of the street, pretending to have an interest in some high end store just to steer clear of their beggar hat sitting in the middle of the opposite sidewalk. We don't stop because we don't have enough time, we're better, we're clean, & we're afraid. We don't stop because of ourselves.
They play music to be noticed.
They shout to be noticed.
They poke and shove to be noticed.
After thousands of people walking by everyday with only 4 or 5 even acknowledging their existance, they start to feel worthless.
It would take acknowledgement. A simple "hello." Something to prove to them that they're valued, they're not worthless, and they're loved by the Creator of the universe, the Almighty God, the Alpha and Omega.
The very being that created each ocean and every mountain top wants to know even the poorest of the poor. Not just acknowledge, but know. Love.
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