Plays are better than real life....
I love plays! Tonight I saw Neil Simon's "The Good Doctor" by a theater group near me. Actually it was in Plymouth where I graduated. It was a humorous play made up in 8 separate stories....each in a comedic realm of itself. It was a small theater that only seated about 50 people but very intimate and some audience interaction during the play. It was an enjoyable evening....albeit by myself.
I had the pleasure of sitting next to another lady who also came alone and we got to talking about how she had spent her day. I was so impressed.....she and a large group of others from her church feed the homeless in Detroit every Saturday morning. They have been doing this for the last seven years. They make sandwiches and cookies and candy and soup and coffee and whatever and take trucks to this same corner and stay for an hour or so and feed about 250 people. They set up at a corner in the Cass Corridor of Detroit.....the worst possible area! They get there shortly after 8:00 a.m. and are there for about an hour feeding these poor people.
I feel so inept....I do nothing....I'm still sleeping at 8 a.m. Well, actually I do get up around 8 cause Keno wakes me up to go potty and I groggily ramble down the stairs and, with half eyes shut, I find the door to let him out....and then we go back upstairs and I crawl under my warm blankets and my soft pillow and go back to sleep for an hour or so. She said that the homeless people are already on the corner waiting for them when they get there. All they want is a meal for the day.
I can't even imagine.......
I always give to the homeless....I send a check to the Detroit Rescue Mission a couple times a year. Someone showed me tonight what it really means to help the homeless....it's more than just a "check".
I admit that I'm lazy....It's easier to give cash than actually DO anything. But will I change?? Will I someday be standing on the corner of Martin Luther King and 3rd looking these homeless people in the eyes as I hand them a sandwich and see them look into my eyes and smile and say "Thank You"?
Real life sucks...
I had the pleasure of sitting next to another lady who also came alone and we got to talking about how she had spent her day. I was so impressed.....she and a large group of others from her church feed the homeless in Detroit every Saturday morning. They have been doing this for the last seven years. They make sandwiches and cookies and candy and soup and coffee and whatever and take trucks to this same corner and stay for an hour or so and feed about 250 people. They set up at a corner in the Cass Corridor of Detroit.....the worst possible area! They get there shortly after 8:00 a.m. and are there for about an hour feeding these poor people.
I feel so inept....I do nothing....I'm still sleeping at 8 a.m. Well, actually I do get up around 8 cause Keno wakes me up to go potty and I groggily ramble down the stairs and, with half eyes shut, I find the door to let him out....and then we go back upstairs and I crawl under my warm blankets and my soft pillow and go back to sleep for an hour or so. She said that the homeless people are already on the corner waiting for them when they get there. All they want is a meal for the day.
I can't even imagine.......
I always give to the homeless....I send a check to the Detroit Rescue Mission a couple times a year. Someone showed me tonight what it really means to help the homeless....it's more than just a "check".
I admit that I'm lazy....It's easier to give cash than actually DO anything. But will I change?? Will I someday be standing on the corner of Martin Luther King and 3rd looking these homeless people in the eyes as I hand them a sandwich and see them look into my eyes and smile and say "Thank You"?
Real life sucks...
posted by Diane @ 1:30 AM
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