Just Wondering

I was going to work this morning and noticed that the homeless man I have been seeing for about the last year, was out from underneath the bridge sweeping up his mess he had made.  Then when I was coming home from work I noticed two police motorcycles sitting down by the edge of the bridge where the homeless man lives and by their bikes there was a garbage bag, full to the rim.  I keep thinking about this man, I wonder who he is, where was he born, where is his family, does he have a family?  I have all these things running through my head and my heart.  I love this man I don’t even know!  Why is that? I see a person sleeping under a bridge and I weep, I hurt.  God has given me this passion; this Love for people in trouble, this desire to be in community with them.  I don’t know what God’s plan is, but I pray that his will be done.  I would love to have the ability to open a shelter/soup kitchen that accepts people as they are.  That will allow people medical care, maybe even have licensed counselors on site to help with addiction and mental problems.  To be able to break bread everyday with people I don’t know and just Love them with this passion God has given me!  This passion is such a gift!! I am blessed to even know how to love. Thank you Father.