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Re: A girl eating with her feet.
I feel the same way.
Let me tell you a quick story. I ride the train to and from work everyday. The weather report said it would rain in the afternoon however it was a bright and sunny morning. I packed my boots and rain coat in a large bag just in case. Later, on the way home that day it did start to rain. I pulled off my shoes and put on my boots and coat. Hopped on the train and went home.
The next day I say something that shocked me. As the train I was on pasted the spot I yesterday put my boots on, I saw something in the same spot I was standing! There was something in the very spot I WAS STANDING. As the train drew closer I could see it was a man.
It was a street bum. He was shabby and seemed pasted out. As the train pasted the spot I thought I was standing there just 24 hours ago. Now before you jump on me about helping the bums, I can't. I see ten bums a day sleeping on the ground. I see so many it hurts. I want help but how?
Life seems so random. Some peopl have no hands. Some people have no home. Some people have hands. Some people have a home. It seems I remember a scripture saying something about much is given much is expected. I have a pretty normal life compared to most people. I wonder about the homeless. They need a place to live and work. I wonder how this wil balance out at the end.
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