Posted 695 days ago

"those people"

Joy Elizabeth Cross, Mustard Seed House

they moved down the street.
they bring crime
they bring garbage
they lower the value of my house.

“I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.” -Martin Luther King, Jr

“those people”
they might be a different skin color, race, religion, geographical region, or even income status.

they might not be homeowners. they might not be able to find jobs.
they might be…… homeless.

wake up America. when did you start segregating your own fellow Americans based on their ability to keep a house or a job.
to you there almost not human. you walk by quicker. you avoid eye contact. you grimace if they touch your sleeve.
how do i know you’ve done that? because i’ve done that.

i am guilty of not loving my neighbor as i love myself.
of not treating someone else as i would myself.

until one day i found myself hugging someone who lives on the streets. who cried because she saw someone that cared.
i sat down with her and she told me her story. her hardships. her struggles. and quickly i discovered how much we were alike.

the only difference was- i have a roof. she didn’t. i had a job. she didn’t.
the biggest similarity was- i had the love of jesus. she did too.

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