I met her on the journey to work.
On the sidewalk, she stood before me. Vulnerable in her distress.
She had a need, she required to be met. I could tell by the way, she approached me.
I felt a pang. Is this a ploy or reality? What is required of me?
Or do I look all about me, but beyond her. Like the others before me.
My soul beckons, from human to human there is only one course of action:
I must answer her plea!
Don’t let embarrassment or fear stop you from helping another. When we help others, we enable the light of hope to keep shining. And through hope all things are possible.