As I continue to sit in a lonely hospital room hacking and coughing for my next breath of air (yes, it’s now 2:30 AM), I have nothing but time on my hands! An unbelievable (actually overwhelming) feeling has come over me. What about the children…the sick children? People seem to feel sorry for me, but what about those children who will never get better…who will suffer… Who are frightened? So, these questions have driven me to pray tonight. Pray for the little children who Jesus loves so desperately! Will you join me?
In the very bitter cold city of Detroit (January 20th), I found cats everywhere that had been abandoned. After dark (when there was no where else to go), I found guys like JT walking the cold streets….doing whatever he could to remain warm through the night. Abandoned? Maybe/Maybe not. Regardless, a well spoken man with a kind heart, lonely and struggling to get through the impossible….live another night in Detroit as a homeless man in sub freezing temps. It seemed the cats actually had better conditions and received greater compassion from those crossing their paths in the streets. It’s so easy to pass these people by and ignore them as it was their problems that got them on the streets anyway. Or was it their choice (or maybe their circumstances)? The next time you pass one “of the least of these,” maybe a heart of compassion to at least speak to them, offer a smile, or pray for them, would help in this terrible plight? Someone had set out all the food a cat could want in the streets of the city, but the people go hungry each day. Let’s never forget how privileged we are and remember in our disgust for the homeless, they are people too! Jesus was homeless…could He be “disguised as one of the least of these?”