this post moved me to tears. I am writing this without reading any of the responses because I am afraid of what I will read. When I was in my early 20's I was homeless in Houston Texas. I spent 45 days in a street rescue mission. God touched my life and set me free from homelessness. I spent the next 10 years in street ministry reaching out to the same people I had once been. People who I thought I was better than. I was full of pride. God set me straight and gave me a new purpose. I have a heart for the homeless. I wish I could do more. Loved the post. The empathy, the compassion.