a letter to my Pastor
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Dear Pastor,
One day I was walking down the busy footpath, and my eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds that are found in every city these days.
Wearing what can only be described as rags, carrying every worldly possession in two plastic bags, my heart was touched by this person's condition.
Some people turned to stare. Others quickly looked away as if the sight would somehow contaminate them.
I remember one Sunday talk not long ago about your admonition to 'care for the sick, feed the hungry, and clothe the naked'. I was moved by some powerful inner surge to reach out to this unfortunate person.
Yes, where as some people saw only rags, I saw a hidden beauty. A small voice inside my head called out: 'Reach out... Reach out and touch this person!"
So I did...
That's why I won't be in church this Sunday...
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