There is a line in the song “Closer to Love” by Mat Kearny that goes “I guess we’re all one phone call from our knees.”
I thought about that song today as I drove through Philadelphia. Several times I was stopped at a red light and approached by panhandlers. I wondered how they got there. I wondered what everyone else thought of them. I even wondered what they thought of themselves.
They make me thankful. They make me humble. And, I know that this is a stretch, but...they make me realize that there are many people out there who are only one poor decision away from a similar fate.
1 comment:
A different take on the same subject, from 2006:
http://my-sick.blogspot.com/2006/04/born-under-bad-sign.html
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