The lone traveler
Sunday afternoon, small shuttle bus making its rounds, there we sit in our seat headed for como zoo, a lone traveler boarded the bus with his cart in tow, man’s belongings all wrapped up tight.
The man an older gentleman I’m sure with a story to tell, takes his seat tired from traveling alone, gets told their cracking down on people bringing carts on the bus, my heart sank as he wasn’t doing any harm..
The lone traveler nobody with him, what’s the harm? Here we are going to the zoo, mother daughter time, fun times are ahead, but this lone traveler sadness shown on his worn face..
What happened to us all being children of GOD? Aren’t we suppose to love one another.. oh how we’ve gone backwards in this society, judging someone because of the way he Carrie’s his belongings, for my brother is on the brink of homelessness..
We got up to exit off the bus, a quick prayer I said in my heart, his name I never asked, Lord wherever he is, please take care of him, the lone traveler, Christ go before you, tonight your way, oh how I wish I could bought you some food, Jesus will full your soul up with HIS food of faith mercy, May Gods blessings keep you safe my friend..
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