Denny’s and few extra meals..
August 31, 2009
Last night was one that I think I will remember for a long time.
I sat next to a homeless lady on a bench outside of Denny’s and talked to her for a little while (after explaining I didn’t have any smokes on me). Ms. Bench Lady proceeded to ask for some change from a lady coming out of the restaurant and I saw something that made my insides churn.
The woman coming out of Denny’s stared at Ms. Bench Lady like she was some sort of animal, no worse- like some sort of object that was so sickening that you can’t help but stare and want to spit. The look of contempt in her eyes made me shudder and feel instantly ashamed at the audacity that anyone could have such animosity towards a person who has so little.
It made me feel sick. So I asked her how it felt when people did that to her.
“Ridiculous”
“What’s your story” I asked. We all have stories to tell.
“I was stolen as a kid”
What’s worse, is that I didn’t do anything for that lady that night. It took one of my good buddies to initiate another conversation that lead to her getting a meal, and a meal for another lady, Michelle, as well. God continued to open up doors and opportunities to love on the people that live on the street in this area and a group stayed in L.A. until about 3 in the morning, and then went back this afternoon and stayed until around 11. Their stories are incredible and I wish I could write about it all. If you get the chance ask Chris, Tess, Hannah, Jessicah and Lisa about their night. The stories and their pure hearts towards these people will move you to do something as well… I know it did for me.
