No one is undeserving, no, not one . . .
Dear God . . .
The day we stop treating each other in the way we ourselves hope to be treated, that's that day we completely lose our humanity.
But if only they knew that it was GRACE carrying them through, they'll be more compassionate to the broken reed.
I guess what really poked at me was not just the fact that I don't give to the people on the streets, but the fact that I LOOK AWAY.