We Want, They Need.

On the way home today from my last day of this college semester, i saw a man. I saw a homeless man whose clothes were torn, face disheveled, and lacked the strength to stand. His expression of pure agony and indignity could not be disguised. His forlorn and despondent figure laid beside the road. When i peered through the glass and gazed upon his hopelessness, i too felt hopeless. Then guilt rushed through me body and I thought to myself. I realized how lucky I am for all the things I possess. The things I take for granted are too much. This poor man has nothing. In the harsh fifty two degree weather, where I am comfortable and warm in my home, the poor man has no home. He simply calls the city his home and the thirteen foot overpass bridge the roof over his head. With Christmas coming around, people are going to use the word "want" more times than we could comprehend. I don't want people to forget the true meaning of Christmas is to give, not receive. Do your part. Always thank God for what you have, you might not have it forever.