April 28, 2014
We arrived in Seattle late last night. Well, according to our internal time, it was the wee hours of this morning. After sleeping in, we took a trip downtown to the waterfront. There is food galore there - of all types and varieties. We found some delicious soup and crab and enjoyed a late lunch watching people go by.
Then we walked to a park area, just a few hundred yards from all this amazing food, and there was abject poverty. Homeless folks galore, with all their belongings in knapsacks, trash bags, etc. Right on the edge of food galore amidst housing that rents for thousands each month.
The dichotomy was striking. And sad.
Of course, this isn’t the only place in the world where this happens. What can we do to help? What can I do? What am I called to do (I’m thinking about the comment regarding God’s grace and response from Day #117)?