tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post7924357526531596950..comments2023-09-07T07:44:08.324-07:00Comments on There is a Season: The Homeless ManValeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04125510793582152310noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-16822043139426647322004-10-11T13:53:00.000-07:002004-10-11T13:53:00.000-07:00What a moving entry today Val. You are so right, ...What a moving entry today Val. You are so right, something small, such as a smile, or a few kind words, can make a big difference to someone else's day. I wonder where he was going, whether anyone has any kind words for him. I hope so.<br>Sara xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-38264159120712329812004-10-11T14:42:00.000-07:002004-10-11T14:42:00.000-07:00Yes...what Sara said. :-)Yes...what Sara said. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-51611225583849146142004-10-11T14:48:00.000-07:002004-10-11T14:48:00.000-07:00Some believe that in each of us, no matter how scr...Some believe that in each of us, no matter how scruffy or tattered on the outside resides the Spirit of the Creator ... that fabric woven into the cloth of all our lives. Perhaps you saw a bit of the Creator in this homeless man today, taking some time to tidy up a bit of creation. Very thought provoking entry Val. Very touching. Today has been a tough, tough day ... memories of death and lives lost abound. I was just wondering what possibble difference this solitary, sad, sack of bones could make in such a world as ours. Then as if in answer I turn to this entry. Thanks. Merci. Arigato. A very sincere gracias.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-70492984918114527162004-10-11T15:40:00.000-07:002004-10-11T15:40:00.000-07:00A touching entry. I can imagine the man. I hope ...A touching entry. I can imagine the man. I hope he has someone to care for him, someone to love him. It is the little things that touch us so much and we shall all be grateful for every little thing that we can do and for the little things others do for us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-1925420936661355192004-10-11T16:09:00.000-07:002004-10-11T16:09:00.000-07:00I know exactly what you mean...I have been feeling...I know exactly what you mean...I have been feeling pretty useless since I got ill...I feel as if I have no purpose...I am dependant on others but I am not able to help them or give them anything in return. All I can give them is my love and maybe that is all they need from me. I still have the boredom to deal with though!<br><br>Best wishes, Amy xxx<br><br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-12560320340887688672004-10-11T17:43:00.000-07:002004-10-11T17:43:00.000-07:00Yes he had a purpose. May not be one we would choo...Yes he had a purpose. May not be one we would choose but he did something . LoriAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-14349964015719303872004-10-11T18:40:00.000-07:002004-10-11T18:40:00.000-07:00VERY, VERY TOUCHING......................STORMIEVERY, VERY TOUCHING......................STORMIEAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-71079093037269578952004-10-11T18:48:00.000-07:002004-10-11T18:48:00.000-07:00Because of you, I said a prayer for him too.Because of you, I said a prayer for him too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-46003756133046836152004-10-11T20:02:00.000-07:002004-10-11T20:02:00.000-07:00very touching, I said a prayer too.~JerseyGirlhttp...very touching, I said a prayer too.<br>~JerseyGirl<br>http://journals.aol.com/cneinhorn/WonderGirlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-85966736643559504222004-10-12T00:32:00.000-07:002004-10-12T00:32:00.000-07:00I can see the man in my mind, you describe him so ...I can see the man in my mind, you describe him so well. I hope and pray he has a family out there somewhere who love him and hope he is the way he is because of stubborness on his side. I too feel like I have no purpose in life at times, but then I look at my kids and realise how much they need me. My cubs would not enjoy all they do and I am there for my short time to listen as a samaritan. So I do have a purpose, thank you for making me remember this Val :).........Jules xxx<br>http://journals.aol.co.uk/jules19642001/Itsmylife/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-2482765160734028562004-10-12T02:35:00.000-07:002004-10-12T02:35:00.000-07:00The only thing I can say is that this entry made m...The only thing I can say is that this entry made me cry. I guess that is just because I am in that kind of mood. Yes, this man has a purpose, and if the world is passing him by, he is much loved by God, and God isn't passing him by. -Krissy<br>http://journals.aol.com/fisherkristina/SometimesIThink Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-38612360760312758762004-10-12T03:15:00.000-07:002004-10-12T03:15:00.000-07:00Doing something for another person is the finest o...Doing something for another person is the finest of purposes. The thought that prompts the doing and the selfless thought that accompanies the doing is the double prayer for me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-1782447837394792302004-10-12T22:40:00.000-07:002004-10-12T22:40:00.000-07:00Your entry is wonderful!! I agree We are all impor...Your entry is wonderful!! I agree We are all important and We all have a purpose. As long as I remember that, regardless how I might be treated or thought of otherwise, then the world is better off and I am bound to be happy because I know better! Love your journal! KeithAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-19505117399554748282004-10-15T05:48:00.000-07:002004-10-15T05:48:00.000-07:00aww u sound like me i have written story's abo...aww u sound like me i have written story's about a shopping cart angel and thank my angel about the homeless in my site called just me misery and company. <br>i found ur journal a reward and a treat to read i thank the link in its my life for showing me two wonderful authors whom i am already reading and enjoying happy journaling ur very talented.<br>in respect and friendship aaron<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-369554525574648032004-10-15T16:17:00.000-07:002004-10-15T16:17:00.000-07:00Your entry brought a tear to my eyes. So often I ...Your entry brought a tear to my eyes. So often I have seen people, alone, on the street, talking to themselves. I don't know what this means, but have wondered "why so often" do I see this? Why are they talking to themselves. <br><br>What brought the tear to my eye was that you prayed for him, and that is what I often do when I see something like this. You want to help, but fear holds us back. We don't know how to help, or even if it is safe. But to pray for them is something that we can do. <br><br>Thank you for being who you are!!! And that's why I like to read yours and Krissy's journal ---you are GREAT FOLK - as we say here in the south!<br>SonyaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622497121945486018.post-4037088293959834492004-10-28T12:21:00.000-07:002004-10-28T12:21:00.000-07:00We know he's somebody's son, it's possible that he...We know he's somebody's son, it's possible that he's someone's brother, or uncle. Thank you for acknowledging this man.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com