I live in a metropolis. I don't know what it's like where you live, but we have a considerable population of homeless. They are on the corners of most busy intersections with their signs and ragged clothes and vacant faces.
I also have children. With compassionate hearts. I have one, too, but it has been hardened by years of overexposure to ... well, too much. It is still compassionate, but with a thick, cynical shell.
These things together make for a difficult situation as we make our way around town. A couple of years ago I came up with a solution: our homeless bags.
Here is what we fill our bags with:
- a water bottle
- water flavoring
Some of the other things we have added at different times are:
- candy canes at Christmas
- toothbrushes (you can get a pack for $1 at the dollar store)
- little cans of fruit (make sure you add a spoon)
I have never failed to get a smile from someone who has received a bag. And that can even crack my cynical shell just a little.
"Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God's grace in its various forms." 1 Peter 4:10