Because of the current world we live in, I'd like to encourage all people who have the means, to look out for those who don't. Like handing out a few dollars to the guy standing (or sitting in a wheelchair) at the end of the off-ramp. Like buying lunch for the family standing on the corner—mom in a wheelchair, dad, two young boys—along with your own. This means tipping 20% plus a few extra dollars, because when will you miss a few extra dollars? But that waiter/waitress/delivery person will feel empowered and gain faith in the world when you do. Isn't that a small price to pay for more faith existing in the world?
People have to help people. Our government will never get around to it. And they can't, not enough. It's up to us regular people who have jobs and a little bit to spare.
Just do it.
I give thanks for having a job that gives me a home and food.
I give thanks for a body that's pretty fucked up, but can still hold down that job.
This post is written in honor of my grandparents who taught me to care for people in need. I give thanks for them, up there in heaven where all the angels live.
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