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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Charity is the form of pure love

“Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me” (Matt. 25:40)

I was driving home from visiting Bryan at his school on his break, when I saw something that just kinda hit me. . . .

The light rain shower quickly turned to sheets of pouring rain and gusting wind. Honestly within just a few minutes. I was safe and 'dry' in my car, but while stopped at a light waiting for it to turn green so I could continue home and find refuge from the storm. . .I saw them. There were more than one, more than three. . .more than you ever want to see. I happened to glance to my right and saw all those homeless/less fortunate people huddled together under a bridge/underpass in a run off ditch. Then I looked to my left and saw more under another one. It really tugged at my heart. They had no where else to get away from the storm, they didn't have a cozy apartment to rush home to. I wanted to be able to do something. . .but what? Then my light turned green. It is easy to disregard the homeless or less fortunate people we encounter.....but they are just as much people and children of God as us. It is hard to give money/help when you see a person in need and quickly judge them. "They are just going to use money to buy booze, drugs, etc. . ." or "They are career beggars" But is that our place to assume? I am guilty of just that. I help when I can, I try to think it makes a difference. I don't help enough. I am not sure why they are in the situation they are in, but either way I feel bad for them. I should have more compassion for those who have less or maybe none. Giving unconditionally is a blessing for both recipient and giver.
'Christ Healing by the Well of Bethesda'
by Carl Heinrich Bloch

Seeing those people was a reminder of what I know is my responsibility to other people. They are all someone's father/mother, son/daughter, aunt/uncle. . .grandpa/grandma. Some of them are not homeless all by themselves, some of them have families they have to care for, feed, find shelter for. I guess I will need to give a little more to more people. Give when you can. . .and even sometimes when you can't I know we will be blessed for our charity and love to others.

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1 comment:

Hanging out with the Riley's said...

Great post Jamie. I often find myself feeling this way. Mostly watching the donations for your cause. People with little families donating right in the middle of Christmas and even when it wasn't. It would pull on my heart and remind how wonderful and how powerful one person can be when they are willing to give. Love you always.

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