Neglecting Others

I passed her way for 3 years. I saw her almost every day. In this woman, I saw
my sister, my mother, my friend and yet, because she lived on the sidewalk, because
the sidewalk was her bed, her clothes were not fancy, she did not live in a mansion,
all her belongings was in a little crocus bag ; I got caught in the same trap and treated her like she was a ghost. Today we talk and sometimes I stretch out my hands to her when I can . I am not saying that we should go out there and be friends with everyone out there, because, there are some who are pretty much messed up. The homeless, less fortunate or those who are different need someone to talk too. It does not take much to say a word of kindness or hello. Some people need to think about how they would feel if the tables were turned and maybe then empathy will overflow. These acts of kindness and emotions of empathy will not take away from us; yet, some of us are guilty. Some of us are so wrapped up in our own lives that we do not hear or see the hurting. These are human beings like us, born in God's image. Maybe on their life's journey something happened that placed them in the state they are or they are just born that way ;but that is no excuse to exclude them and treat them like they are invisible. Some people fail to realize that no one is immune to life's setbacks or failures. Life is treacherous. One never knows what will happen in the next second so it is pivitol that bowels of empathy be opened and shared with those we come in contact with because one never knows. People wait when a catastrophy happens; but by then it's too late. One would think that Columbine and Virginia Tech heightened our awareness but the circumstances surrounding the events seem to be long forgotten. God is still working on me