Lisa is a wonderfully sensitive, compassionate person, don’t you think?
Walk through most any major city and you’ll inevitably find homeless people propped up against building walls or huddled near church fronts. In my own city, I see people standing on the side of the road begging for money, some holding signs, some standing stoically, some standing dazed. Some pace between cars, agitated it seems, by the noise, the traffic, or maybe it’s just the sheer frustration of their plight.
When I see homeless people standing at traffic lights I do what I imagine most people do. I start squirming. Then the questions begin. Should I stop and give the person money? Should I avert my eyes and pretend I don’t notice him?
Why is he standing on the side of the road? Where is his family? What got him to this place, this street corner, this intersection of hopelessness and despair?
Why isn’t he working? Is he healthy? He looks…
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