Matt and I saw a man on the side of the road today with a sign. He was wearing ordinary looking clothes, and didn’t look like he lived on the streets. Most people would assume that he was just asking for money for something to do, or to feed an addiction. But I don’t believe that was the case this time.

Need help with food, medicine and shelter.
Employed for 25 years.
Yet here I am.
Out of work until January.
I need help until then.
Merry Christmas and God Bless.

I cried as we drove past him. How horribly degrading it must be to have to bring yourself to that point, begging for money on the side of a busy road.

I wonder about his family. Does he have a wife, or children?

I wonder if he ever gets any money. I never see anybody give money to “beggars” - was his case any different?

If I had the money, I would have given him some. Not because of the “Christmas Spirit” - because I feel for him. If I were the one standing in his place, I would hope people would be kind enough to look past stereotypes for just a minute and help me out.

I hope he gets taken care of, and that he has a good holiday. The best that he can have.