A Sunday Prayer 14 Poem by David Harris

This is the season to give... all of us need to help out, pitch in, even just a little bit... you may be saving an angel. My hat's off to you, David. This is a poem close to my heart. Lee

I have been in those door-ways you speak of, even tried sleeping in a lift, slept night after night in an old car.......We can over-come This write says so much, we need to listen to your words and take heed Thankyou for your compassion and kindness David, you are a true soul to those less fortunate, God bless you for that Love duncan X

Praying for these poor unfortunate persons no matter what the reason for their misery is a very compassionate thing to do David. I think Christmas for many of them would hold some warm memories of Christmas's past and bring a glimmer of happiness having once lived some happy times with family and friends. Many of them will spend their days at places like the Mustard Seed here in Calgary and fed by volunteers, people that give their time away from their families, very unselfish people. I know that many of the homeless are taken care of better this time of year and enjoy the food and the kindness of many. Unfortunately it doesn't carry on through the year. If only we realized that for many of us, we are just one illness away from the same fate. Excellent Sunday prayer David, I too will pray for these unfortunate people. Melvina

Yes the ones living in a box, and not opening them.. What is christmas to them, more misery praying for it to end... Amen 10