Thursday, March 7, 2013
I drove by a young lady this afternoon who was standing at the edge of a busy intersection holding a sign. It said, please help my family in large letters and underneath was written the words, bills, diapers and something I did not have a chance to read. My light was green. I went on my way to the interstate where I had a two hour drive ahead of me. That gives you time to think. I wondered about that young lady. It would really wound my pride to stand beside the road and ask for help. But, would I do it if my family needed help? Then the question creeps in my mind, did she really need help? As much as we would like to think that no would would--many people make a good living by panhandling. I hope that life gets easier for that young family and they get help. Maybe someone will direct her to an agency that can help. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt. I want to help out when I can but I am always torn as to whether the stranger asking is really needy. I suppose I am feeling a little guilty for not helping. After all if you give someone a gift, how the gift is used is up to them.