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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was cold in New York City. In the dark, alley, behind the lavish buildings among the super rich, roam the forgotten. Waiting in line at the redemption center, turning in their plastic bottles, to pay for their next meal. The well off in their arrogance look at them and look away in disgust. In their minds they are nothing, of no value, they are the blemish of society. They have blinders on like race horses as they make their way to Macy's avoiding looking at them. Is it their selfish conscious, was it the way they were raised? That causes this self centered behavior. What is lacking in a human being not to feel the pain of others? Not to want to lend a helping hand like a good Samaritan to a poor, or hungry soul. It is Christmas Eve. It is bitter cold. She makes her way with a group. To the back alleys, to find the lost, the hurting, the cold, the needy. She holds them tenderly, tears flowing from her eyes. She sees the purple hands from the cold that some are experiencing. They huddled together by the side of a building. A large blanket wrapped around them. Cardboard mattresses they lay on. She makes eye contact and reaches out to hand them sandwiches. The group gives them blankets they have brought. Clothing, socks, and gloves. Their eyes light up, their hearts are overwhelmed with appreciation and love for this woman and the group that are with her. They say thank you. Just before she leaves, she blesses them and says a prayer for them. As she is leaving one of the homeless asks." What is your name, If you tell me I will never forget it. We all want to know." She responded, "My name is Mother Theresa... Dedicated to all those that will remain homeless during Christmas, those that will be hungry and cold, those that are forgotten, those that are veterans that have protected our freedoms and are homeless. Those for one reason or another are destitute. Those that are hungry and will not have gifts this Christmas. May the good Lord watch over them and give them comfort and joy, peace and hope. 12/4/2015
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