Most days when I bike past the bar on New York St on my way home, I get whistled at or get some kind of derogatory remark. Yesterday a drunken man was waiving around a gun and threatening to shoot me and some other by standers while he was being thrown out by a bouncer. 1/2 a mile later I found a homeless man lying on the side walk directly in the sun with his feet falling into the street, he looked dead or unconscious. I watched a police officer drive right past him without even slowing down. I stopped and woke him up to see if he was conscious and breathing. He was drunk and very far from his senses if he ever had any. He was in a state I could do nothing for him other than to let him sleep it off. Some days I feel absolutely drowned in this impoverished world of mine. I feel I am never safe, always in danger, and that there is no good in the world. Then I remember that is why I am here, to show others the one peace that swallows up all trouble. I am always seeking to help others find this peace but sometimes I forget to seek it for myself. Today this broken world is a reminded to me to “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”Like Mathew 11:28-30 says.
Posted on: Fri, 27 Sep 2013 03:13:31 +0000
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