My heart breaks, literally hurts, for the prisoners, homeless people, mentally challenged, and kids with behavior problems. What can I do? I am just one person. I don't have a lot of money, time or even energy. Sure, I can give a homeless person a couple of dollars, or buy them a meal. Then what? How does God handle the pain of
seeing His children hurting so?
In a place so full of anger, hatred, and suffering I can give kindness. I can give a smile or a hug, or a kind word. I can be patient instead of rude. I can be forgiving instead of vengeful. I can be quiet instead of saying what is really on my mind. Seem too simple? Not at all. Go and be the hands, feet, and mouth of Jesus.